The rupture of sound
breathed over a cosmos
Whispered vowels
and sigils given form
It came from the high realms
and swallowed us whole
Between the dusk and dawn
one blink resets the system’s signal
Big beast known as Moby
gut bigger than Galactus
While pondering about equitable shares
the giants stomp a healthy portion
Skin and bones are given
old rags and cake crumb morsels
Lamentations of Job in the bloodbath
took a cut in the nosedive
It’s all zeroes on the silver screen
snakes of six eyes, seven glands stroked
The passing of fear in silence
changing guard after running gauntlet
Into abyss with pearls of sorrow
left to the waves with their infinite wisdom
Hush now, humans, don’t dare fret
the mockingbird smirks at all you’ve wept
Not in vain nor with vanity
dance the peacock garb back to fashion
