Mirages
Collision
Two emptinesses, darker than absence
attracted by an embrace older than light.
Time thickens like a cooling crystal,
while event horizons evoke gravitational dreams.
No light escapes fusion.
Only ripples in the dark ocean of being.
Spacetime shudders:
the mass of a billion suns screams in invisible waves.
A hungry shadow remains.
Swollen, deformed, sonorous.
A newborn singularity trembles,
giving off energy like obsidian wings.