Cosmogyral

Elysian species decorate the planets

webbed fingers outstretched to meet

the nothingness that has overtaken

the universe’s beating heart.

They shrink to the latibule’s of the stars,

hiding among dust

becoming as hollow as the burned out sun.

“Be quiescent”

they whisper

“give in to the chasm”

and embrace the mellifluous universe.

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