Might be kind of convenient until it grew too big and swallowed the whole planet.
The other day I found a black hole.
In my kitchen, blacker than coal.
Under my sink, just floating there,
Gravitationally licking the granular air.
I gave it trash to feed on, a test.
It ate it quickly with great zest.
I called my friend to see this wonder,
He thought it might tear the world asunder.
But, after a look, he was just amazed.
Tried it out, his eyes fully glazed.
The whole neighborhood got the new word,
This would eat anything, normal or absurd,
And not leave a single scrap of waste.
Just suck it up with its singular taste.
Soon no one had a need for a bin,
They paid five cents to me with a grin.
When chucking their refuse into the void,
They were blown away as it got destroyed.
After some months, in the surrounding area:
An odd kind of job-related, career hysteria.
All the trash cans, with their new unemployment,
Started to migrate, a bin redeployment.
They left and hoped to find a better life,
In order to support their drawer wife.
So, due to the black hole I had found,
A whole class of people financially drowned.
So if You find a natural, spatial deviation,
Be sure it doesn’t destroy anyone’s vocation.