Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
The day old Bart made a Bart-shaped hole in the sky,
and the sky broke into silver bubbles, gyrating as they fell,
we had a tantalising glimpse of what lay on the other side,
some ragged shape glowing in the distant darkness,
and a red globule that oozed through the hole as if
invading.
Many times I warned him that nothing good
would come of his human cannonball ideas.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 07.20.23
Prompt: As per illustration.
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