Scar Death Magic

There is a war going on
between the planets of
Scar
Death
and Magic
Turmoil supernovas in the triangle of the Black Eye Galaxy
Celestial bodies of violent disorder
She says,
“Let me be your chlorine dream”
Atom heart destined for destruction
Soon, there will be a whole army of her
She’s our weapon of mass destruction
She will kill them all before the sun burns out
Before the fiery explosion is sucked into a vacuum
and spat out, incinerating the stars
into blistering black holes where beating hearts once existed
She is the age of something we could only dream about
and I don’t know how to tell her