The Life of Stars
Stars lives are always long, slow deaths. They die
And live by burning. Furnace-like, their cores
Consist of catastrophic heat. They fry
The elements just like inquisitions
Turned crazies into saints. Crushed hydrogen
Produces helium. From this the death
Chain stretches out in violence. Stars then
Create the harsher elements as breath
Of later stages of their fate. Stars’ light
Proceeds from all this tortured doom. This rack
Produces heavinesses like a blight
Of hard nightmares in an insomniac.
..The weightiness and lightness of all life
….Comes blazingly from hellish stellar strife.