Dear Michio, Goodbye

Dimensional slippage

conceived from without

Length, width, and height

time squared thereabout

 

Spacetime endemic

on gravity’s spire

Black Holes ill rumored

supernova inspired

 

Fourth, fifth, and sixth

but then nobody’s sure

With logic’s deception

embraced more and more

 

The system it’s flawed

in both structure and form

Pulling you into

the physicist’s norm

 

Till that day you falter

and turn from it all

When the out becomes in

— and you answer the call

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024) 

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