round blackness
of night skies
drinking
tranquility
silent explosions
nova fireworks
lasting
the final
throws of life
in their leaving
spirited fight
scatters these planes
correspondingly
a child
birthing gasps
first breathe
in these
newborn hours
before daylight
it is infinity
that colors
your thought
everyone cries.
maysa-maria peterson
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