Magic Blue Smoke on Nostr: The moment where the top sags and the side bulges where it's too far gone now and ...

The moment where the top sags and the side bulges
where it's too far gone now
and nothing will ever save it
but it hasn't split open yet

When it moves too fast
and you can see it breaking apart
and you just want to reach out
and grab it
and hold it together

as its surface rips
and inexorable forces tear it open
spilling dark and sticky in a wave
a wave that slaps the wall
soaks over your shoes

the hot void
dribbling
the wretched clots
congealing
in a pile

dissociating