monarch butterfly
i felt the sparks like waves washing against my core
white and black checkerboard covering every wall
and i saw dying stars inside of your eyes about to explode
like supernovas
shattering galactical landscapes carving highways of carbon for new life to emerge
i’m in a vortex of spiraling prismatic colors
being sucked by gravity into the black shadow of oblivion
an empty background
devoid of planets, stars, solar systems, galaxies, and beyond
devoid of time and space
devoid of the concept of devoid
but strangely i’m conscious of every single big bang that ever exploded
like a mere single heartbeat of existence
strangely conscious of every single universe that ever formed
every single star that ever imploded
every single lifeform that ever developed
every single life that ever lived
every single thought that was ever thought
and strangely, i’m conscious of the entire history of existence with it’s most minute details
in a single thought
