I dreamt of
Maple syrup longing seeping from
Every constellation of my body
Eyes wide open and pulsing
In their sockets as I witnessed
The death of a thousand souls.
He was angry. Blind.
Forcing the earth into the depths
Of the sun with
& grotesque explosions filtered
Through my pores
Eruptions so hideous
The stars fled to the innocence
Of mirrored worlds
Trembling. Vibrating. Shattering.
The beauty of sympathetic serenity.
The apologies of the moon echoed
Throughout God's toy universe
& placid emptiness yawned
As the destruction subsided.
Chaos faded into a sliver