think of an utterance elicited somewhere far off
a language of lies
things announced, but never taken
by the senses of your peers

imagine the sound of a collapsing planet
fire and ice and crystal dust
core grinding,
ground scraping,
forms lost as it falls apart

the roar of a dying star
like an angry beast in the dark
its long reach takes with it its legacy
existences sustained

comets which streak by
frigid tails that catch the eye
an aurora in its blinding light
a show best visible at night

unseen collisions
yet always acknowledged
confirmed - for sure - by expensive machines
watching as they go
from our house and down the road

they pass an unseen boundary
crossing to the other side
their noises,
a symphony
the beginnings and ends of life