How can I scroll past your photo?
You, amongst the 1400 something other worlds that have been immolated
Consumed
As if you were some
Thin symbol in
Soy ink on rice paper
Thinner than the pixels that
Create this fake ghost of you now
How can I scroll past your face, when my
Black hole heart wants to contain you forever?
And maybe therein
There is really a white hole
Maybe
Rather than collapsing,
Into some terrible singularity,
My black hole heart can
Draw you in
Protect you
Until it can cough you out again
Safe
Bright
And whole
On the other side.
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