By Mike O’Connell

black holes rearrange the dna of the universe.
it is a tuning process, producing upside
down tornados of fire, ice, and everything
else that is, on the other side. its indescribable
forces, balanced between two points, draining
matter in this reality, the one seen
as we try to understand, and the other
destination, that monstrous unknown,
hiding behind itself, erupting with our
sacrificial offerings of energy and material.
things are not reassembled on the other
side, but are reborn, adjusted, free to
become what they will, with the power
we provide. physics, mutating in seconds,
adjusts itself to accommodate fresh
voids, in which to wander, just like
the one we are in, right now.