S.C.R.E.A.M

Screams: an echo of misery 

Claiming praise from mouths of gloom seeds 

Reaching beyond tail-lit comets 

Evaporating elixirs of sordid sound.

A pantheon of woe, whose house most holy 

Mourns the last dying star over evening brown. 

Further along milk-dipped galaxies 

Over outer reaches in blips of antennae space 

Radiating Gammas ionize a burial place. 

Messengers of horizon: Extinction, your name. 

Hollow. This moving sphere. 

Ocular shapes disintegrate 

Welcoming war for listless eons. 

Tomorrow frozen 

Its halogen swallowed in the heat of explosion. 

Self-eradication is evident.