Balance

Crept out of the sewers
residual brew of paucity's stew
king of shatter draped in tatters
of heavens meekness
ordained bleakness
pure onyx neatness.

Rise above the rise
ride the spatial reasoning
between the tides
on the downstroke of uprise
sideways sashay into the
singultus of broken airwaves,

here I am tomorrow
nowhere to stay today
hell's helios flutters
in an elysian atrium,

fallen into the shadow
of the fallen lightbearer
tertiary I be
split quadrant-ly
a docile singularity,

knowing my worth
in her eyes universes reside
she see's an abyss of complexity
holding a spark of chivalry
she see's correctly
in turn I gift unequivocally,

azure corona mass ejections
pulsate relative big bangs
when we chance fate
to make the Big Crunch.

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