In Mimetic Sympathy with the Dark Core of the Galaxy

by Gary Hardaway

Whatever structure or cluster in the brain

responsible for joy collapses. Its gravity 

tugs at the eyes and muscles of the smile,

It renders the inner ears inoperative-
Music that once reverberated inside 

the brain-hut concert hall squeaks

then dies, silent. Stars and planets 

make no sound as they fall. 

The event horizon grows.