Blackhole
Dec 20th
new ol’ tune
The starlight sparkled at the moment
when navigation found the hole
Computer displayed all the findings
right upon the ship’s console
They stalled in deep space at the moment
half a million miles away
“Calculate event horizon!”
Engineers heard captain say
Calculations flashed
developing their path to take
then at once upon the cockpit
did appear their path in space
Then the captain gave the order
and the crew prepared their fate
generating their protection
with synthetic gravity
Now the ship with its protection
that also served as its engine
pulled the spacecraft to the blackhole
Crew silently strapped in
As their path led them closer
the warp in time started to show
it affected the good captain
and his consciousness’ hold
“Mother, please aprove of me!”, captain let out the cry
“I may not be Jesus Christ but I’m alright!
We must all be inside as the outside moves so fast!”
His inner time was blending his future with his past
Observed from a telescope they’d calculated wrong.
Spacecraft was shown frozen but they were alright.
Never came to be crushed as Hawking had foretold
They made through unnoticed through the treacherous blackhole.
My pet vulture
Nov 16th
(J. Campbell)
I have a vulture for a pet and he lives on a telephone pole
You can see him in the sky above me
Soaring on those sexy warm thermals
I never ever feed him directly. [No no no]
It cleans up after me [yo yo yo]
Sometimes I start to feel nervous [so so so]
my vulture’s getting hungry
Aloft and soaring
hardly flapping their wings
Never joining to sing
They’ve got no syrinx
Cathartes aura is a carrion crow
unrelated to the world of old
It looks the same, but only because
convergent evolution, or so I’m told
I never ever feed them directly. [No no no]
They clean up after me [yo yo yo]
Sometimes I start to feel guilty [so so so]
because they’re populating
Now I’m old and aging
He circles right above me
and as I drift into sleep
I hear him hissing
I awaken to light
as my dinner guest flies away.

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