light eater

if you’re not in reach of the warmth of a star,
you will be deprived of consuming its light,
which leaves you to discern your way around
the cosmos, to radiate your own outer layers,
systems of survival, so make like an orb,
pivot around till you lock into orbit,
and in the process you accumulate
enough stardust, as to birth your own
planet, your own family, your own harem
of aimless souls who learn to adapt without
light, so you become a new thing with a new
name, a new address, and in your lonely you find
full, and in your full you are enough, so by the time
your orbit enters rotation you are your own vortex, a black
hole, poised to swallow a universe, poised to be a universe