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Return to the Singularity
Most of who I am is water
carbon, iron, and calcium,
traces then, of this and that,
atoms quarks, and protons, named, or not.
Known in part to my MD
as a chemical community
of powdered parts and puddles be...
The physicists speak of elements
and catastrophic space events
stirring mixtures interstellar
that gravity will glue together.
Ingredients infinitesimal, irradiated, crushed and split,
potions baked and mixtures frozen,
dense and wet, bright and dark, alive, or not.
Things that feel, things that see,
of things that be,
And time...and change, the bastard twins
will come along to oversee
a return to singularity;
a mutual immortality
It always was,
It ever be.
Copyright © Wayne Sapp