Surely Something
imagine, wonder, ponder, think
nebulous nothing is "surely something"
more than absence, spontaneous spawning on the brink
let's fantasise, let's dream awake
utter the dubious name of nothing
impostor corralled by "surely something", in a shake
head held down in the drowning pool
gasping, grasping, a dredged-up done thing
nothing, something, plus now...here I am, the clowning fool
logic loops, each-way reasoning
infinite progressions forever frame
primeval potential, specks of sprinkled seasoning
eternal bundles overlap
floating bubbles, the never-ending game
holographic membranes spreading round the cover map
look on from within, down and out
curious others, do they know my name ?
multi-dimensional, enduring faces, packaged doubt
continuity, on and on
before beginning, beyond the end alas
pierce encircling porous spheres as beaming lights are shone
waving particles, chunks and bits
entangled quanta through the looking glass
collapsing space-time, screens that measure and do the splits
clicking camera, narrow slot
with or without me, futures come to pass
probability lens, whether witnessed, whether not
fire-wall cooling sky, silhouette
exotic tango, waltz ethereal
fleet-footed, fevered, frenzied dancers pirouette
exquisite tuning, freakish fluke?
dark energy, missing material
black holes rotate, greedy mouths swallow gobbledygook
my murky mind full of clutter
first to fade, the most recent serial
old episodes remain a while before they stutter
information slowly seeping
feeding the mighty monstrous mixing beast
incoming intelligence absorbed smiling, weeping
stretched lives sampled below ground
some serious laughter, fantastic feast
the music of life emerging to pulsating sound
rhythmic recall and soothing hand
persona arises, fabulous yeast
"surely something", imbedded histories, small or grand
two worlds collide, hullabaloo
deep tectonic forces, magnetic shield
continents drift afloat, living orb shimmering blue
beauty bathed in solaris wind
awesome green aurora, protective field
lunar remnant where once planets kissed and skinned
lovers entwine in close embrace
then flung apart, stricken hearts congealed
bound by tidal memory, now frozen face to face
inputs, outputs, climatic shifts
spiralling galactic dust, solar phase
radioactive warmth, subterranean rifts
atmospheric heat retention
circulating air and water highways
coriolis stormy weather, jet-stream suspension
equilibrium tipping point
extreme eventing and chemical haze
who's this two-legged interloper with smoking joint?
I think, therefore I am, I think
just me in here, so I'm "surely something"
other party-goers, congregating in a blink
into the abyss, gaze amazed
multiplication, much more than one thing
the universe has eyes, the windows glazed
the outlook very far from bleak
we realise our power, "surely something"
innocent but not so naked while we cosmic streak
Copyright © Ian Love | Year Posted 2020
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