she smiled, she looked at me, incredulous, her jaw dropped,
” how on earth can you be so sure about that ? ”
well i had to explain, cos’ motion at this velocity cannot be simply stopped,
so i thought, this was the bloke who sported mops of hair, yet dug those close shaves,
so i said to her, i said,
” gravitational waves “
i am scared, because a Jo'burg thunderstorm is raging
she needs some Carl Sagan, during a Jo’burg rainstorm … … … 🐹✌
for more on ‘The Demon-Haunted World’ by Carl Sagan:
http://www.amazon.com/The-Demon-Haunted-World-Science-Candle/dp/0345409469
my constant companion, and the scribbler’s nemesis at a game of chess … … … 🐹😁
she is so smug when she wins againsy the scribbler 😁
feelings falling off,
like flakes,
off,
moulting skin,
shedding
detritus:
moments past.
and now,
they ask,
as to why,
trepidation accompanies hope, always.
simple:
mirth,
vanishes,
flees,
as do I,
the perennial overnighter.
🙂
The Standard Model …
bygone kisses
hungry breaths
all our lives
all
our
loves
all just
a couple
of particles
like
me & you
as we model
standardly
entrenched
and
as we
strum
plucking strings
while
hearts go busily about
rearranging things
as
particles do
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