Stardom

As long as there are stars
The starstruck will follow
Blissful in their supernova
Oblivious to black holes that engorge in their morrows
Forging neutron stars
That crave to wallow in antimatter

For in antimatter, what matters is solute
But this solution does not solve
So they dig for the truth
With pick and spade
Piling heaps of doubt
For ostensible roots
Denying the viviparity of not being absolute