Singularity

This black hole eyelet
absorbs light ~
All gravitates towards
the event horizon ~
Vision narrows to particles
of black and white ~
This is the point of no return
nothing survives beyond singularity ~
To gasp for air
would be pointless now
but time for one last smile ~
Keep your finger on the trigger
ready to squeeze ~




For Camera FLASH! 55, which features a vintage photo of Jessie Tarbox Beals.

The Astronomer

Detail from
Georges Méliès, Man in The Moon, 1902

Once, my kind were mages.
We followed the star,
read omens of a black moon,
divined, sought godhead
in the timeless abyss –
now we are bred
without questions.
Space is the frontier
of the trillionaire techbots
and we, their slaves of input,
must keep minds blank
while guileless engines
pick apart the theory
of relativity.

An astronomical poem in 55 words for Physics with Bjorn in The Imaginary Garden. Another chapter in my Dystopia series. 

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The Philosopher

They promised us eternal life
at the Schadenfreude Wholeness Centre:
“No Exits: Only Entries” –
such believable smiles
on the faces of the doc-bots.
We should have known there’d be a catch
when we thumbprinted over
‘cerebral autonomy’
but deliberate ignorance
is the last survival tool of those fit
enough for the brain-farms
of cyber science.



A paradox in 55 words for Friday Flash, inspired by Fireblossom Friday in The Imaginary Garden.


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