I don't like it— two massive Black Holes each twirling at the core of two merging galaxies get close enough to fuse together then quick as a wink just as they are melting into a New Black Hole Blob they undergo something called a "spin-flip"
they change the axes of their spins
and the fused-together Black Hole Blob
gets its own
quick as a cricket's foot
Don't like it at all
And then the new Black Hole Blob sometimes
bounces back and forth inside
its mergèd Galaxy
till it settles at the center
but sometimes a "newly" up-sized Black Hole
leaves its Galaxy
to sail out munchingly on its own
into the Universal It
I don't like it
Nothing about it
in the Bhagavad Gita
the Book of Revelation
Shakespeare, Sappho, or Allen Ginsberg
From Let's Not Keep Fighting the Trojan War: New and Selected Poems 1986-2009 by Edward Sanders. Copyright © 2009 by Edward Sanders. Used by permission of Coffee House Press: www.coffeehousepress.org. All rights reserved.