Sweet Life

Sound and color echoes off of the blank spaces,

Verberating like a pulse,

That sky rockets

Penetrating the seal of this universe. 

The big bang flatlines

Causing the pendulum to swing

Off of its axis

All we know

Begins tumbling through

And in

And out

And down.

Our worlds hanging onto threads

Sewn by zealots

That cradled the minds

Of those

Whose worlds

Would feel safe

With words that sounded like warm meaning. 

As it all unravels

The truth becomes naked

At the Eve of the end.

Thunder breaks down,

Admitting

That the idea 

That this all ever existed

Is the epitome of magic

Pulled out of a hat,

Tipping off the ones 

Who have been searching for the corner of the universe

Or where the sidewalk ends

And the darkness begins.

The people have been plowing for a plot

Not realizing

This was never a story,

Just moments to be savored

Until the sweetness ran out