Andromeda Devours.

Spiral arms grasp at the impending collision.
A moment in time like a millennium of minutes.
Years to seconds. The end is bright.
Two fearsome foes. Gravity the greater power.
Light cannot escape. Look up into the sky.
To see the past, to see the future.

Big bang.

An imp-end-ing collision.

An event on the horizon. Event horizon.
Consume. Consume. Back to the matter.
So dark it cannot be seen. Black hole.
Smiling. Feeding. On the horizon.

This is how it ends. Spiral arms grasping.
Andromeda devours.  

Time slows.
Where does it go?

Andromeda devours.

Where do we go?
After this impending collision.

Impending. Collision.

Stop.

And begin again.