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Anti-Cosmic

by Aurora Reckziegel 11 months ago in fact or fiction
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An Introspection

Anti-Cosmic I

I am not a living star, illuminating the cosmos with it’s warm and vivacious light; nor am I a cold memory of a shadow, a silent revenant in mourning, offering it’s tears as ashes to the earth; I am not a happy thing coming undone, following the betrayal of my lover having flown and fled.

Anti-Cosmic II

I am the supernova, a promise of birth and death; but not the specifics of a beginning or an end, or anything that might shed new light on soil. I have no illusions about my presence: it means nothing. Not yet.

Anti-Cosmic III

I never meant anything when I existed whole—but, I know I will become something when I am apart. I exist to challenge existence in all of my fiery and explosive rage. I will be nothing less than a nuclear scream being shot into a deaf universe.

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