Frontier

Our colossal seas bare no brilliance
in the depth of her belly.
Lifeforms of gods
speed
impaling like a baleen cry.
Her blackhole violently struggles
quelling her laughter.
Golden lashes of
tidal wave strength
rip through the unperceived,
with each of a broken bone snap.
Time is an enigma
by the haunt of its tick.
There never breathed a wind.
Her eyes close with the inertia
of her halo.
Brimstone jewels grace
each blemished crack.
Her hunger progresses
as we heat the core of her
and as she swallows
tiny
white
marshmallows
her dimensions dance to collide.

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