Black Hole Love

A Hand-Written Poem

Black hole love
Spinning me closer and closer
Until we’re recurring decimals
to infinity
We spin in a giddy pirouette
I free-fall in your gravity
My existence tunneled
Words — a bleeding graffiti
Life as I knew it
a blurry silhouette.

This is one of the shorter poems I wrote back in my early twenties, when I wrote a journal. I can’t completely imagine what the inspiration was but I thought it was apt to capture the vintage feel that paper poetry carries. Thank you Suntonu Bhadra for starting this heartwarming project.