Singularity

 

Down, down,

Down. Even the word

Has the sound

Like something dying

Away as it falls -

A call into the hollow forest

Or a torch, dropped

Into a well through

The circular

Membrane of nothing

Through layer on layer

Of nothing.

 

There are wells

That do not

Go down and down

But in, and in,

And in, and in,

Insatiable mouths

Collapsing inward,

Falling where

There is nowhere to fall,

From which

The sound of falling

Cannot even escape.

David N Rose