What Colour is a Black Hole?
by Samantha Carr

What colour is the light that bends around a black hole?
Rocket ship dusk? Asteroid fade? Astronaut glare?
Do the streaks flame in the night sky—
Lingering in the imaginations of those running
alongside entropy? If a black hole condenses
and crushes everything with the weight of itself,
so dense, that it can’t think of getting out of bed
yet again. Then why do thoughts still wind
their way into the clouds. Cotton wool spun
shapes of dragons and their riders pausing in
the sky. Waiting to be sent into battle—to be
woven into a new galaxy blanket,
to wrap around the coming winter.
Stretching from star to star and the Milky Way.


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