Poetry for Physicists
Each one of us an atom, the fundamental building blocks of humanity. Dreading,desiring pressure and collision. Hiding,giving away the exponential e trapped inside our mc squared. Maybe, mathematically more precisely quantum strings looped on ourselves. Vibrating in dimensions that can only be imagined. Unknowable unless you somehow observe and become entangled in our song. Perhaps we perform like planets. Held by a power beyond our control perfectly balanced between falling into the flames and escaping into the endless dark. Or is it as some theorists suggest, that together we make galaxies. Each of us a star, giving off heat and light. Propelled by a velocity we inherited from creation, racing towards nothing and away from everything. A dark secret which we all whirl around, a hungry singularity waiting to draw us into whatever is next.