Cosmos
For her skull cracked open
And from it came the evervesent stars
Which know not age
And watch like statues
From her heart came forth the darkness which swallowed then universe whole
With its dank thick clutches
Came the putrid cold
From her lungs spewed life
A crawling fungus
That breathed and stretched and snapped
And from her eyes boiled light
Which streamed rays of vivid color
From her palms spilled the planets
Which where formed by the mold of her hands
From her tongue there was thought
One of her many voices which
speak to us now
And the universe came to a bubble at her death
It stirred and boiled and stewed
And thus chaos and disorder where created
Which was set apart from the nature of peace
