time’s implosion

Implosion of time

 in the dissolution of the I,

 in the shattering

 of atoms,

 in the meltdown

 of the very nucleus.

 Ice-cold heat,

 burning cold,

 skin flambee.

 Body on fire.

 
Salamanders dance kamasutra

 
among will-o’-the-wisps

 and jack-o’-lanterns, in the midst of

 the illusion’s polyphony,

 in the midst of the silence where

 life ends, and

 death takes over…