The sun is melting in the sky
It drips into the blue iridescence
And swirls into the green existence of earth
The stars have burned the universe
Turning into psychedelic spearheads
Of twisted nightlights.
The moon has frozen in space
Becoming a spill of quicksilver
In black velvet
The earth stopped spinning,
To look at it’s self in the aftermath
Of an apocalypse
The sun is melting in the sky,
Dripping into the blue iridescence
Swirling into green existence.
Big Bang
