blissful mica
Out of all the stars out there that gleam with
The brilliance of fusion, many a kind of scale.
Yet one stands above all others, this massive behemoth;
A solar system in size, an extremity of which none pales
In comparison to in this massive universe.
Brown Dwarves the smallest, Black Hole Stars the biggest
That we could ever imagine.
Theoretically formed in the early times in the universe's existence,
A time when it had pure gases in spades.
The clouds themselves so huge, the instant it coalesces,
The starting irradiation not enough to expel it all,
Causing it to grow beyond what we make sense in
The normal limit of star size. A tale so tall
That we'd need the JWST for it to be confirmed!
Anyhow, like all other big stars, it's life is shortened
By the very weight of its size. How death it courts in-
-To its own core, for it cannot stand the heat and pressure any longer...
...Yet, unlike the ones of modern times, it technically survives its own death,
Death from within, a small black hole not even a moon in diameter, fed from all sides,
Siding against the "star's" own gravity, and thus, a delicate balance is borne.
Borne unto its second phase, to over thirty times its original size, in only millions of years,
Years of billions are sealed away. The true herald of its death the gamma jets,
Jetting away the poles of the star, and it is only then that it's assuredly bet
That a massive explosion resounds its untimely demise.
Leaving just a black
Hole of unimagina-
-ble size to space drift...
slim elk