Drop by drop the faucet fills
the stainless empty pail
counting all the seconds with
an attosecond accuracy
—
Tearing all the electrons out
to leave behind an empty shell
charged high at the core
feeding the plasma in his veins
—
Each bag of livingness
calls him on his cell
a mitochondrial mouth
ever hungry in the nest
—
The flickering dipole
drives the van through Walls
binding tight and light
through long potentials all
—
Dense as a static cloud
he catches moments
in the field of magnets
conducting superlatives at tea
—
And the see moss circuits
tick and whirr to abacus
the particles in a beam
where cars collide at G,e,V
—
Each sparkle packet
is superimposed on fate
and collapses fungible
upon a special string of dates
—
The men brains over his eyes
see back before absurd
when was even time
and the Word was ever heard
—
Before in principio erat
when the silence stirred
and the gravitas
became so very bang intense
—
Things were more simple then
with no need for learning Zen
then came things Q.E.D.
making puzzles, for you and me
—
And now worlds move as fast as C
in houses that are made of planks
these days there are no constant sights
when all lead lives that are, so tight
—
Life lived in simulations fine
made real in Monte Carlo time
where all drive Vectras to and fro
uncertain where their life will go
—
Ab initio is still the start
equating exact, each manmade part
I wonder when it was
that humans lost their, open heart?
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