i’ve heard that black holes eat stars for snacks i wonder if black holes can die as insignificantly as a fly who sat on my arm or a butterfly who splat against my windshield alive one second and gone to some other place the next maybe gone to nowhere where do black holes go when they die where have my old eyes gone to where are you and do you ever think about what happens to the stars that blackholes swallow like the tongue i swallow into my throat when i’m kissing someone i don’t want to do you ever wonder where a black hole goes to when it’s gone