The roar alone lit the night
a bright noise in the silence
heat radiated
scorching the moon
singeing the stars
burning the gates of Heaven
and blue-black-grey
smoke plumes rose billowing
puthering
competing with the clouds
the stench of it suffocated
choked and stifled
it maimed
it killed
it destroyed
but one there was
who found it wondrous beautiful
for he lit it!
