unproven theory thousands, perhaps millions of us, in the wake of creation, on the spiral of a black hole. the darkness is dense, heavy, able to crush bone and spirit and matter. drawn in endless attraction, inevitable, gravitational some say god-given, some say born with desire. so many of us, like sunspots or dizziness seen after staring at the sun, too stunned to move. perhaps, our attraction, dense and immutable compacted into a quiet, natural end. |
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