‘heated Fireballs'

Heated fireballs of fury pounding from the covers. Blackened eyebrows, dipped with silvery mascara. Envious rage and turmoil, burning thy hull within. Ocean of nature’s errors, touched-up with audacity. The ageless urges of the heart build a cyber-space. Matter, tracking anti-matter through the universe. Fourth dimension, disembarking on newer creations. Step by step the cosmos blooms into awakening. Avenger, can we cross swords; freedom stays in veils. Figurine solitude, holding thee down in inequality. King Bristol is fettered by grace, sprightly, serene. Come, vengeance be not vain, penance is here to stay. The main spar has blown, the canvas flutters lifeless. Yonder the stars have begun their spread over the skies. The obsequious will live in drudgery at the oars. Wallowing with the deep sea to the slaver beat.