Lost

The massive black hole that holds our galaxy together

resides constantly in the back of my mind.

I can't help but imagine it's infinite reach,

it's soft but inexorable grasp

on all things.

And if it were to vanish,

how critical orbits would unravel,

how the lack of cohesion,

the utter nothingness,

would propagate across all space

at light speed;

that monolithic gravity vanishing

as we all begin drifting

among constellations that will soon

lose their form.

You have vanished.

You held me together.

My heart has begun to drift wildly out of orbit,

and the stellar scenery is beginning to shift

disturbingly. 

I am lost without the familiar star structures,

patterns that I have been using to navigate for years now.

I will have to learn it all anew,

somehow,

without you.