BIG BANG DIDN’T SQUEEZE OUT ALL THAT INFINITE STARDUST JUST TO WATCH

YOU SMOTHER YOUR HYDROGEN SMIRK IN THE ABYSMAL BOSOM OF THIS

SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE — LET NOT THE LEAKY LETHE

SWALLOW PASSIVELY WHOLE YOUR TACITLY CADILLAC

SOUL (HELL NO) KISS ME WITH THAT ORBITAL DECAY;

I’D RATHER GO OUT SWINGING/BURNT/DISMAYED,

CRASHED INTO PLANETS STILL UNNAMED THAN

KNEEL DISPLAYED AMID SPEECHLESS GRACE!

SO NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM

IN SPACE? GIRL WE’RE WRITHING,

WRETCHED THIGHS MELTING

BETWEEN ARSENIC AND

OLD LACE, MAKING

NOISE AGAINST

COLD DEMISE,

STILL ALIVE,

& DEFYING

EMBRACE.