Theresa Haffner

Rookie - 81 Points (August 25,1945 / Plainwell, Michigan)

The Black Stars - Poem by Theresa Haffner

I.
along the highway
we passed the black holes
of burned out stars

black stars

holes in the universe
where love has gone wrong

and even the light can’t escape
and even the light can’t escape

and even the time is running backward
and even the time is running backward

and even the time slips away

negative universe
a storm within your eyes
where the weight of dying stars
accumulates

along the highway
we saw the black holes
of burned out stars

black stars

the light of dying suns

II.
beyond the event horizon
lies a world we can never know

beyond the event horizon
lies a world of beginnings and endings

that we can see but can never enter into

for we are trapped by the gravity
of a dead star collapsing on itself
in an orbit growing ever smaller

a world so tormented it can not
escape even from itself

a world that has already become invisible
and soon will cease to exist

beyond the boundary
we passed contaminated
oil; refineries

illuminated by the orange flare
of petroleum fires

near a deserted train yard
the rusted tracks bear witness
to a world that has never been

our car headlights speed
through pitch blackness
searching for survivors

refugees from a world that cannot be seen
though it be only a few feet away

a world of singularity
undetectable but by its influence
on surrounding bodies

their orbits distorted by the
massive gravity field

III.
on our way to the city
we saw the black holes
of burned out stars

black stars

the light of dying suns


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 14, 2009



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