Trieste

Omni-directional Sun

Massive clouds of infinity

A colorful miasma that roots through 

Time going backwards and all we can do is be 

 

The collapse this is

Pillars already in the beyond

Its the cascade

Our all already part of the spectrum

 

The orchestra of destruction

Delight as everything pierce through our eye

Neverending reflections invade the full of our bodies

As the moons implode between us

 

The beginning, the expanse, the end, the instance of time

When the demise of eternity gave birth to her

 

The star that ends all not created

A not being of pure emptyness

Full of itself, filled with time and all that comes with it 

 

 

11.06.21