Musings on cosmic dissonance

1.

How am I supposed to have dreams now?

Your void is contagious

This black hole you left me holding

just keeps getting bigger

Eating at my fingers

as I struggle

to fight back with this pen

As I scream

unfair

Over and

over and

over

Into the anti

Matter

that rips words out before they begin

swallow and

negate

sound and

mass

An after

math

That brilliant sick mind

Didn’t calculate

2.

You decided to play

Hot potato

With a black hole

And now I’m

stand

still

stuck

frozen on the edge of

The event

horizon

Helplessly watching

Slow motion horror

Disappearing

Eaten alive

By the void

You left me holding