Life
-that which flows forth louder than a bomb

swallows the radiance
of the albumen,
drifting untethered through

concoctions of decay

-bespeckled
by the crystallized saliva
of the singing mares of midnight


Sunyata
-emptiness as it stands
life without us.

A flowery cavernous abyss
where the vitellus,
Amaterasu,
withdraws from her dance
of generosity
to observe the pulchritude
that blooms with her exit
-an unhuman concert resumes.

An absolute unknown,
vibrating
non-material.

-Denzel Scott