Tuesday, August 29, 2017
Transforming Experience
-So many dreams and it
all turned into Lust!
-This is altogether bad?
-We had conversed, he and I,
of Literature.
-Ah! Language! A finer thing!
-And Physics!
-Big Stuff! Freakin MEGA!
-I don't know where it'll
end up now.
-Don't rule anything out.
Labels: couple, Literature, lust, physics, sex
Saturday, May 06, 2017
Entangled
X from teen camp reports trying
events in a failing argot;
miles off, a Y trifling
with suicide--speaking recently,
though, quite intent. Both these
states hazardous, but
actually, X mocks
everything presently
as mere “language.“
So does she,
but won’t say it.
He lives to play
violent games
on his computer.
Our Faith to believe
he’s murdering
the instant
she rocks
herself, nam-
ing old dolls.
Labels: entanglement, language, physics, quantum, suicide
Saturday, February 25, 2017
The Physicist With All the Answers
Ryan and Early Discuss
Dead-Late-Night Radio
-What’s latest?
-We’re living in an infinite hologram and...
-Uh huh?
-it’s a fake!
-Therefore we’re fakes?
-If we exist at all.
-I’m going back to God!
-But some of those stories are awful!
-Hey! Win some, lose some.
-Gotta have Faith, I guess.
-What the hell IS that, anyway?
-When you get it, you got it.
-I won’t know.
-You putting on your Dummy Act?
-It’s possible.
Labels: friends, grand theory, hologram, late night radio, physics
Tuesday, August 04, 2015
The Brain Gang
had never seen so much excess capacity. I wasn't
insulted by this; indeed, I had worked to keep it simple.
Anyway, most of what I did possess from the past, they
slid into a coke machine. Not the least of that genre, but
“Hector,” who reads your eyeball for your order.
He has to tease me of course. With Cynthia, who refused
my kiss at age eleven.
Anyway, I'm primarily the backup memory of Seymour Chang-Utz,
the physicist. Who eats equations and shits...well, more.
Add six grade sex fantasies and you got the dullest bastard
ever lived!
But I'm not bothered much by him, really.
Like froth on an occasional latte.
I'm just fine with the chip they implanted to handle my present life.
(It...wasn't just that she refused. But so mean and sarcastic!)
Labels: brain, capacity, future, memory, physics, surrogate, surrogate memory
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Physics
Problem becomes math
untethered, a poetry
infatuates can't release
from purity.
Problem becomes math
untethered, a poetry
infatuates can't release
from purity.
Labels: math, physics, purity, science
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Dimensional
This one's due
to run out soon-
er than later.
Trick's to find
the forever model,
grace perpetual.
Some feel they have,
that it's their due, but I'm
thinking secular: thus and
so, no angels need apply.
Their wings be scrunched up
anyway, by all the infinite folds.
Labels: dimensions, physics, religion
