POETRY
Empyrean beats
A poem about mirrored rhythms & cosmic objects.
1 min readAug 21, 2020
S433 —
Beating to the rhythm of gamma-ray beats
Bound to a black hole 15,000 light years away,
Mass’ violence — its unfathomable yen —
Saps stars…we grasp gamma music.
Beating stars take lifetimes to die;
Their swan songs are vast funeral pyres.
Their verb reverberates violently,
Sometimes hunted by singularities.
Gas clouds bigger than a solar system
Learn the stellar cries of decay;
They relay space cadences,
Spent starlight dances with our senses.
