Pete Crowther - Black Hole

A black hole is hungry,
it swallows light,
even the odd galaxy
like a hoover,
but get this—
they say it blows out
(at the other end, I guess)
new universes
like frogspawn
or bubbles, just think:
a froth of universes,
each as big as ours
but all different.
Man, it’s mind blowing!

Pete Crowther

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-hole/