Nova

 Echo: a black pen pulses 

Stretching lines into shapes of madness 

Color-forming terrain by ebony liquid 

Shockwaves emanate rippling effects, 

A sonic sonar of messages fractalize prismic glass 

Opening the flow of altered time. 

With these letters, 

Void writes the precipice of the fifth dimension, 

Navigating the fall between stars 

Separating matter from religion 

Into the silent night of energy clouds. 

..Nothingness swells..