Saturn’s hatred for the Birth of Venus

essence of dampening destruction in dewy

capsules of space, her veins of gravitons

lips bruised as a star starts to break

inside a black hole, black eye

punched by a white light of Seraphim Justice

Sated, Saturn returns in a dark corner, hating

Every single brushstroke of Venus’ Birth, strives to close her out in an angry expression, eclipse that makes Venus cry