all the warmth i have to offer is a bare light bulb beating with an outdated coil a white hot heart of frosted glass a finite out- pouring of shining sand a crown of lumens stretched taut across a minuscule fold of space i hold nothing back as wax-melted wings flare overhead beneath the radiant corona of a titan's poly- chromatic eye lifting me billow- ing me heeling me this tiniest speck of dust this ruptured cell this hollow origin this sputtering flame this ever inward wandering shore this flash! eclipsed by the brilliant metamorphosis of super-heated fusion inside an elemental engine of iron fueled by a stream of incan- descent particles flung outward into the emptiness of atmospheric segrega- tion a kalei- doscopic burst of static charges reflecting an upsweep of molten synapses that speak only in ablative prominences that grant no umbral succor that cry out unrecognized unheard in- side the echoing gravity well of a spectral current invisible to the follow- ers of the main sequence fortified against the vacuum of an inward falling abyss by a core of sympathetic dust drawn twice over to bypass five hundred thousand pairs of eyes fast fading into darkness sundered all along a horizontal axis still reflecting the electromagnetic pulse of a bare bulb swallowed by the in- different tide of the night sky all alone.
June 7, 2021
