Monster Poem

Its robust body thrust itself through the air, 

slicing away at the air friction like it was butter.

 Trillions of air molecules

 fled in hope 

of finding safety from the monstrosity. 

They whizzed 

and swerved,

 as if eluding a speeding bullet.

 The phenomenon 

was so gargantuan

 that it had eventually acquired an orbit of its own.

 Meanwhile, quadrillions of innocent, microscopic mixtures of nitrogen, oxygen, and minute amounts of other gases

 were trapped 

inside its abysmal, nebulous insides. 

Their unheard screams sounded like a nauseating alarm.

 Miles below it, humans 

of the New Jersey variety 

had their eyes glued to the electrifying colors of the monster. 

Jazz berry jam red and Outrageous orange;

 Laser Lemon Yellow and Caribbean Green; 

Pacific Blue and Chalk White. 

The people looked like Barbies with over-easy eggs for eyes. 

It was like

 a deadly rainbow had wrapped

 itself around into a giant sphere. 

To all the flabbergasted onlookers 

underneath the behemoth,

 the mere seconds it was airborne seemed to take hours. 

Their wide open mouths dried 

up like a puddle in the blistering heat. 

Their eyelids were clasped 

together like trap doors; 

open just enough to spy on the great monster. 

The beach ball towered over the earth 

like a king, a sorcerer, a god.