Music Monday | Out Of The Woods – Taylor Swift


We are not out of the woods but we are out of the coma. I am trying to write a poem about event horizons, singularities and how the concepts of space and time cease to have any meaning.

I do not know what day of the week it is. I do not know what time of day it is. I do not know anything.

Can a black hole swallow a heart ?

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