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Thanatos

The universe is a grandfather clock  
At the end of oblivion's hallway;    
Steady ticking The Big Bang tock    
With a doppler stellar display    
Spectroscopically viewable    
By an egghead orchestration    
Of observation renewable...  
Optical instrumentation.    
   
Yet so silent are those rainbow beams    
That I instead hear only fears    
Of being deaf in all my dreams    
When music rules the midnight spheres,    
And as that hallway clock runs down...    
Quietus gains the last renown!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Published | Edited 27th Feb 2023
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