Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

met a parallel lover
she didn’t matter, didn’t do matter at all
reached for her hand and space inverted, pop!
and heavens blew out, hurtled at terrible speed
into something like nothing
something like that

crucial mass is five atoms per meter
anything less and it runs to ether
anything more and it comes back
blowout, or rubber band stars

and we, at the center of it
the center of careening axes
reverberation of the flung orbits
galaxies on the tip of flickering pins
angels and devils, soaring temples
immortal, erode in celestial rain

I recall Philip Lamantia saying something about minerals
yeah he liked that, the idea of the poem being mineral like
or something

anyway if you do mineral.

On the Erode.

thank ya revolution. i'd forgotten that lamantia was part of that epic reading when ginsberg first read "howl"...

big bang blows the mind (where did it all come from?), same as the "expanding universe" (expanding into/toward what?)... and we still haven't even figured out what makes gravity go. trippin' here...