See You Around the Square

The Rubiks cube is round, observed at atomic size To see reality you must enter, take a peep inside I’m not saying pull it apart, searching out a pivot But rather a microscopic journey, for our tiny visit Photons on its surface, weaving around in circles Can pass through with ease, external to internal You see rotating squares, cuboid annoying design Yet molecules in blank space, spiral together blind Mosaic patchwork colors, atop firmaments of skin Projections of light appear, as matrixes flow within Pictels turning relentlessly, of indiscernible pattern Interior fluxes created, hexagonal poles on Saturn Poppycock you say, it’s merely a frustrating puzzle Millions of us have tried, and most of us struggled In truth that’s kind of right, solutions are in dearth Lessons from history, of our once flat planet earth. If the Rubik's cube was round Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann 04/01/2021