That’s the thing about Black Holes.
Like opinions, everybody’s got them.
Every galaxy worth its salt, that is.
And this one, this one is a doozy,
its mass easily that of a thousand suns,
a staggering density tearing the fabric
of space itself apart.
Some say it might be a gateway to another universe.
Who knows, I certainly don't want to find out,
watching an unlucky crater scarred moon
or meteor scoot by with terrifying speed.
Meanwhile, I’m out here, in a safe orbit a light year out,
letting good old gravity and inertia swing me around this mad
carousel.
I’m watching the telescope gather dust – it’s black, you know --
nothing to see here. Maybe it’ll swallow a planet or a star,
one of these days, that’d be something.
I hear out by the Crab Nebula, someone saw a gas giant
get sucked in, rings and all, haven’t seen the holo yet.
It’s lonely out here, monitoring the good old cosmos
from my rocket.
But hey, beats watching Carl Sagan reruns.
Author notes: prompt words: Gravity Light year Rings Crater Rocket Star(s) Galaxy Planet(s) Mass Cosmos Nebula Space Universe Density Telescope Dust Inertia Orbit https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784461-Adventure-in-Outer-Space
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