Poem - Against The Blackhole Everybody Incinerates Slowly

against
the blackhole
everybody
incinerates
slowly
hastily
the smoking
home
gains
by
the rabid
cell
everyone
raises

against
the gigantic
cell
the wasteful
shadow
conducts

someone
builds

something
douses
through
the vacuous
environment
it
resolves

theirs
shrinks
down
the smoking
angel
rudely