TIMEANDSPACE, June 4
Most of the universe is empty space.
Nothing is everywhere, emptiness everyplace.
Matter is energy and energy's matter,
Einstein informs us the former's the latter.
Eleven dimensions with Latin declensions
give rise to us masses' incomprehensions.
If all that exists is groupings of atoms,
what is the purpose of scheming and stratagems?
What is the point of “conquer we must”
if in the end we're not even dust?
Merely a wave of fixed behavior —
an indefinite article? Perhaps, a particle?
Or some things, equational “strings”,
combined and condensed into a mass?
Given time, this too shall pass.
Everything everywhere's a knock-on effect
of which we're neither subject nor object.
We glorious, god-like, would-be supreme beings
are less than extras in cosmic crowd scenes.
If our dimension is viewed from afar
would it be seen that we even are?
Coda
From deep space and time observing this dump
would anything notice Donald J. Trump?
