Our Event Horizon

©2-19-19, Olan L. Smith

A yelp or whimper, who knows the sounds

That comes for us. What is the sound of mass

Going down the throat of a black hole?

Perhaps that is the yelp to come. The planet

Earth is on the event horizon of the Milky Way's

Central black hole. Time, therefore, stands still

Waiting for an eternity to be gulped, eaten, or devoured.

Black holes are galaxies already swallowed,

Slurped, now there's something to yelp about.

The universe is a whole bunch quaffs gulped

And one big belch, or vise-verse. If our galaxy

Is an event horizon, then, everything we see beyond

Has already vanished; time for us stands still.