rogerdr (rogerdr) wrote,
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Supernova

On the belt of Orion, space is not cold;
Here there be dragons.
Thrown from the buffeted nursery,
They consume themselves in blue-white heat.
Biding their short time,
Bloated in rage and revulsion,
They wait only until they taste their own blood,
Then gather themselves into inconceivable fury
And spray death upon a million worlds.
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