big bang #2

I brace myself as I see the shattering star spinning towards me,

Its shards splinter

Piercing my existence,

And it feels warm

My hair blows in the wind of everything and my eyes closing feeling the feeling of everywhere

and my body

explodes!

all at once

every colour that has and ever will exist

becomes my carcass

for the vultures of abstraction to feast on my nonexistent aching