Just Imagine a sphere
In cold space
Clouds of vapor rise
From blue, green and gold patches
Plains rise to high peaks
Housing something called life
Just imagine
Limbs pulsing with red liquid
Digits crossed
Clenching, bending, clasping
Trigger light emissions
Lips mumbling, fervent, sonorous
Now short waves of a spectrum
Flowing upward
Just imagine
A void
Receiving speeding photons
Aural oscillations
Magnetic rays
Fracturing
The preordained collision
Just imagine
A bombardment
Diffused, reversed
By unsung moves
And fragile voices
With shaky entreaties.
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