Feelings: Black Hole Brain, Life Is A Curse Poem by Margaret Alice

The most fantastic concept ever: the Black Hole
a Hole in space into which anything
can fall at any moment in time
out of which NOTHING can ever escape again –
- Now you know why I fear the Black Hole in my brain! –
With a strong gravitational force so that
Light and Love are caught and held –
- You can understand why Love just disappears
into my Black-Hole, Crocodile brain! –
The Hole is curving space, the walls of reality
start moving out, time is warped – I travel far
beyond the earth’s movement around the Sun
and the Milky Way Galaxy Centre – wherein
there may be millions of these Black Holes
hidden from view by the darkness –
so let’s bring the Love that will light
the way to another Universe without the Hate
of the Heady Black Hole!


Life is a Curse

When I came in from outside and
complimented you on the things
that you do, you berated me for
my exuberance, pointing out how
I break everything when I’m glad;
the PC’s keyboard is skew; the
Internet-port has been relegated
to non-use through my forceful
application as I must have used
it with too much elation – too
much energy, the bathroom
door is going too, everything I
touch is eventually doomed, oh
blast; my life is a curse in more
ways than one!