I know what it’s like inside a black hole
few think it a fate that could befall
those with nimble feet on the ground one eye
focused through the lens and aimed at the heart
the other open to the terror of skirting too close
giggling at the maelstrom reflecting the glow of all
those stripped down bare to their elemental nature
dancing daring darting toe to toe nose to nose
smudge on the mirror through the looking glass
paradox reigns in her palace we name empty yet is
compacted infinite vacuum, here she divides by zero
while those with nimble feet are bound together and
trapped between the insatiable monsters named
always & never
as always whispers none
and never shouts out all.
