Hiccupia

Hiccupia

 

Divine Hiccupia (Goddess of the Hundreds)

 

I used to be a Big Cheese of Creation

The Light of the world

 

Behold me now: the cheap trickster goddess

Loki? Ha! More like low-key:

 

I used to be the middle C

of all octaves!

 

Then the Cosmic Wave crashed

and I  splintered

into a tsunami of Fibonacci shards

 

Travelling into the future

at the speed of light: C?

 

Here’s my small Goddess trick:

I burp the hiccups from infant universes,

but carbon-based life needs count every C

as a hundred  (even the wine-dark ones)

 

I can but drive the crying ones

deep into their cups.

 

(Le voilà: 20*C= 2000; done as a flash-forward poem for terribleminds‘ challenge.)

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