The Singularity, The Soul by Valerie Parente
When the darkness comes for you
don’t fear being seduced
because the dark loves you, darling
and you are its muse too.
This black hole is enamored by you
a singularity that pulls you in
if it were simply nothing
you wouldn’t feel the attraction.
No, it’s not a void
or in what you lack
it’s a concentration
it’s a black mass.
You feel it in your chest
sucking your energy
past the event horizon
into a bank of memory.
This singularity, they say
compresses all of you infinitely
yet its volume does not exist
well that sounds like a soul, if you ask me.
Don’t you dare compare the black hole to depression
which is ambivalent and unfazed
it contains more emotion than you could imagine
the density of the soul and the darkness are one and the same.
– Valerie Parente (9-14-2025)
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