(Inspired by the song of the same name by Talos)
arms cupped in front of its face
legs forming a triangle with one extended hypotenuse
on pointe as if a ballerina
over the surface of a muted body of water
that flows into and out of infinity
Its eyes drip with pure light
and it’s warm breath billows dark clouds
The only sign of it’s presence
being the out-of-place ethereal glow
casting a void mirage amongst the inky violet darkness
swirling amongst banks of charcoal clouds of gas
sparkling like flecks of colourless glitter catching the sunrise
in balls of wispy dyed cotton
forced into motion by its heavy core:
commanding enough to alter the heavens
but developing and accelerating
stretching and deforming them
like a child with play-dough
sucking them into oblivion
like strands of spider silk
the source of this awesome abolition
breathing life into its cupped hands
feeding the ravaging storm
to birth that which is to come
it’s breaths become weaker and weaker
inhales everything inward
The greedy beast at the galaxy’s centre
No more are the dark swirls
No more are the intermittent flecks
and a swirling invisible mass
holding the weight of existence and life
exploding into the willowy darkness of gas
cupped in an astronomical hand
gashing a blazing hot path into a faceless head:
a single star to start a galaxy
dropping into banks of charcoal puffs of breath
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