Evolove

It starts much like the pollination of a deep, rich gladiola
The passion and blaze of a steam engine’s firebox
Or an igneous comet exploding across the cosmos
Just enough friction to create beautiful new life
Miraculously more complex than a matrix mainframe
Wanting to hide behind capes of ocean blue
And full of monsters gathering in the mists
Slobbering and spitting out bursts of rutilant light
With all the destruction of electric tsunamis
And the burden of a dying star turned supernova

Much like the blackhole left behind
Are the whispers of the ghosts who once lived it