"spaghettification" poems
The cosmic process
of spaghettification
is real.
Going through a black hole causes
an object to elongate
and stretch.
This phenomena makes the individual
observe a never ending edge
in the distance.
To an observer, they are infinitely stretched.
Until they don't care anymore and turn away.
And the individual just keep wishing
for the ultimate simplification
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
The human mind
remains bleeding edge,
but no one pays for
attic salt,
the best shall walk away
from the spaghettification
of the school system.
And roman candles
will go unlit.
Where's your résumé, Johnny?
He will hunt-and-peck
to create, lest ever
comprehend, his future
as a basement
mixologist,
'cause no one cares
to drink in education.
And his roman candle
will go unlit.
Classrooms are a thirstland,
an empty canteen,
pre-loved Maggie
—she'll graduate
quite parched,
assuredly vagarious,
modeling merkins
for period piece ****
And her roman candle
will sadly go unlit.
Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 10:12 AM UTC