Screw Einstein
Neutrinos may move faster than years of light
It’s all messed up
It all comes down to me –
I’m running toward
Something
That has no name
It is unknown, untamed
Filled with either everything
Or perhaps, as nihilists proclaim
Nothing!
Agitate, don’t moderate
Get going before it’s too late.
I’m running faster
As time has become
An aggressive taskmaster
It was generous at first
Now, it seems unconcerned
It doesn’t hold me in esteem
It insists that I must catch up
Has this race been fixed?
Only time will triumph
The forfeit’s on me
It seems that the finish line
Once so distant
Is moving toward me
How can this be?
Einstein’s bending space
Undulating
Curving
Stealing moments all the time
Makes me think –
Is the ticking clock
Just time’s heartbeat?
This Universe and I are not in sync.
(c)Susan Morgan Bosler May 11, 2012 All Rights Reserved.
