Of Time and the Nebulous

Someday, they say,

stars will stop

 

gelling—the

hydrogen and

 

helium gone.

Someday, each

 

star will call it

a day & go to bits.

 

Someday the day

will be as dark as

 

night, the hydrogen,

the helium snuffed.

 

Someday, in, oh, say,

ten billion billion years,

 

time will eddy & stop.

Someday deep will

 

call to deep with

nothing here at all.

 

Someday here will be

empty like there,

 

in, oh, say ten billion

billion years . . .

 

So off we go to

corral the OK.

 

Off we go to

fish for the net.

 

Off we go, a link

in the unchained.

 

Off we go to someday.

  • http://www.andrewhidas.com/ Andrew Hidas

    This ultimate dissolution of everything, the true dust-to-dust (actually, even dust is “something,” so will it even survive everything going all void on us?), is so mind-boggling that it is probably best approached through poetry. Smart choice, David, thanks!


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