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Black Hole - June 16, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 15
  • 1 min read

one video becomes a hundred

five minutes turns into three hours

 

unbelievable stories soaked with

outrageous sights and sounds,

 

steamroll into a hypnotic, soul-

sucking whirlwind of addiction

 

it’s the black hole of the internet

that slowly pulls some watchers in

 

I’ve circled its perimeter before

and found myself in a dying orbit

 

when a voice and a pair of hands,

the sane part of me, pulled me out

 

the same one that would try to stop

a drunk friend from driving home

 
 
 

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