when all the little planets have spun and unspun themselves
after time has strung herself out
and unstrung herself back in again
every single deed imagined done and forgotten
so many countless forevers ago
as all the starry candles sputter out one by one, poofff!
and primeval darkness creeps back
before the last great bonfire of the lord
of all the cosmos, of the universe of universes
who flung forth and seeded all things
carried by dream-like frenzy of fatal desire
from his paradise and threshed it back in again
all for his own holy unfathomable design
where else but
into that last purifying breath
a parting sacrifice
for silence
- bokuju
