RIDE

RIDE a thought experiment: imagine we are in a parallel universe where there are no thought experiments no leap of faith analogies where Einstein was a plodder without the imagination to extend parameters, push envelopes, explode paradox and we all stuck in the old Isaac Newton prison of cast-iron space and time yes this is my little poetic thought experiment happy you joined me as here we hit light speed everything now counter-intuitive about this ride

TAKEN LIGHTLY

TAKEN LIGHTLY

e = mc Hammer

smack that anvil albert
till it gets red hot,
gives you a packaged beat

you can rattle off your
lyrics to

stuff ever ready like shirt
covered in his mother’s spaghetti

yes, mr em and m rabbit
I am talking to you

something light and street savvy
but pointed and existential

the chords in the scale
and the riff being the things

that might put in the mood
for a
    theory of everything

it all
    sewn together by
multi-dimensional string
     

SHOCK TREATMENT

SHOCK TREATMENT

Espied a shock-haired Jew
standing on a roof

jumping from one
thought experiment
to
another

dancing as he free-
fell in his imagination

down he plunged and
the world rising

up to meet him
as if he were a cannon
ball, as if he were an astronaut
cosmonauting the Moon

with every breath calculating
the space time warp woof
curved by gravity
parsed
in German

but the system too young
and crazy and seething
with energies
even on this ancient
satellite seemingly
hollow
shell
thin as cardboard

ringing like a bell
calling the faithful, the
enlightened
to extrapolate
backwards, to the raw
crazy
quite illogical

big-bang birth of the beginning
of mind.