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Daft poems

2025-08-22

Written on a whim

Life is but a long farewell
Clawing at eternity's shell
A hopeless fight towards entropy's might
This fleeting hare brings grave dispair
But pointless is our daily dread
Of closing the circuit in our bed
So keep the pennies on the shelf
Existance is the prize itself


Of what ego did Augustus suffer
To name the month of dermic blusher
Did Julius reap the wheat himself
To name a month that isn't the twelfth
Did butterflies of light divine
Flutter through their regal shine
Or was it summer's extasy
That lent this insight pleasantly
Make down the ages people utter
Their names when bathing in gold and butter


The redshift of dim distant light
A fetus of the first bomb site
The universe's shock debut
Cast baryons, then me and you
Our evoluted thought process
Shaped science and our mind's egress
Man looked upon the pale redshift
And thus the cosmic mirror gift 
Of universe's constant oeuvre
Enabling it to self observe

At least I got it out of my system :-)

 


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