In Defense of Myself

Have you ever seen a black
hole sipping starlight?

I don't know
what to tell you besides the truth

that there is something beautiful,
something loathsome in the exchange,

as if, in their siphoning, the stars shine
more brilliantly, and for their part

the black holes exhibit their bottomless
capacity to take and take and

in taking refuse to glow. Perhaps
those pitch black pits exist to coax

the stars to greater feats of radiance. Perhaps
the shadows in the sky are merely trying

to remain visible amidst so much light.