Kitten Prance and Black Hole Dance- Poems from The Captain's Chair- The U.S.S. MinnowPROSE!

Fingers flexing, shoving claws.
Into pale soft skin.
Your cheek belongs to me, oh sleepy one.
Get up and get me treats!

Nom nom nom on kibble platter.
Up behind tiny kittens patter.
Hiss and swipe, smack the face.
This plate to empty is my fate.

Off to lay about outside.
Beneath black cars.
Rumble bumble, said warm belly.
All you humans must be jelly.

Got my kibble, got my fish.
Even got my shiny dish.
Necklace tied around with name bright.
Eyes wide filled with light.

Master sleeps once again.
Sneak up on and snuggle in.
Purrs filling the airy dark.
Kneading my way into your heart.

Space is boundless, space is fun.
Space will ream you up the bum.
Nowhere to run, nowhere is safe.
Once that black hole grabs your gate.

Pulls you in on invisible tether.
Tearing you apart, like terrible weather.
Each bond slowly spaghettified.
Just like your squishy insides.

About face and own the path.
Direct into deep holes grasp.
Space and time tear asunder.
With a sound like distant thunder.

Acceleration is our friend here.
Just go with the flow.
Straight into the singularity.
Thread the needle.
Such dark glow.