poetry by j matthew waters

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theory of a black hole

birth is like a microscopic bang
transmitting near-silent primal waves
quickly creating its very own tiny galaxy

struggles elapse in the background
ongoing and inaudible to the human mind
unmistakable to the almighty creator

to what degree the energy advances
is an invaluable period of time
[no matter the linear length]
from the very start to infinitesimal finish

may two thousand nineteen
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black hole sun

the enemy is always within
even in a house built on dreams
seemingly immune to bad news
never teetering on the edge

the enemy awakens out of thin air
like a ghost in the dark
nowhere to hide and nobody to haunt

the enemy is merely a reflection
of something long ago promising
where over the course of time
fades by way of a dying sun

may two thousand fifteen
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turn off the lights

off in the distance
fiery bodies pierce an
otherwise cold and dark night
sparking unnatural cries
inside the city

dormant firehouses
suddenly become mobile
spewing lights and noise
through once sleepy
narrow avenues

earthen black holes
welcome life and death
mixing fear with hope
and giving mystery
a brand new meaning

november two thousand thirteen
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