Event Horizon

There are few who come near enough
Near enough for me to see
The nearer they come, the slower
Their light it seems, as they cross
My event horizon

Was it I, or they, crushed by my
Insatiable appetite, my singularity
Pulling them faster than light speed
It must feel like there is no escape
For there is none once past
My event horizon

An anomaly, I have a radius
All-encompassing it seems
A finite density still compressing
Can I maintain escape velocity or
Will I cross my own event horizon?

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