As of some grand tactical nuclear hammer
Striking glass finer than ethereal pearldust,
A crescendo of outward explosion,
A tracery at impact point, spiderweb cracks spread, whispering.
The sun’s pane is cracked, orbit shifted,
The stellar bodies pop out of lock
With every minor movement, discord
Like central nervous system signal
Spikes, jumping, twisting to their own tune,
Grooving to the countdown of their own doom;
A silent clamour.