Milky Way’s galactic center ignites
from Sagittarius A, harboring
a million solar mass black hole—a sight
bright as lightning or stark lava pouring
from volcano—tortured by hot stars, shards
of supernova, or so scientists
say. Sagittarius A. I regard
this slitted, glowing mass as the Devil’s
Vagina, drawing eye, all energy
to and through it, devoured by passion’s
magnetic heat, harsh force no entity
can survive. As the Great Breather rations
life throughout space, will this erotic fire
prove endgame to our reason and desire?
Roger Armbrust
April 26, 2008
