THE BREATH OF A DEITY
Charge the negative
frequency photons
to cast your dark light.
From motion to matter,
I absorb it like fuller’s earth.
Claiming your dirt as my own,
I am unable to eradicate the damage.
Here, there is no undoing effect.
THE DEATH OF THE AETHER
We attempt to measure
what doesn’t exist -
the luminiferous aether.
We name a fifth element
and hold it close.
Denying its death,
we say
there is no such thing as empty space.
This blog was the successor to the poetry section of the now no longer existing The Argotist Online. This blog is also no longer active, and is now just an archive.
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