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The Physics of Ending the World
i. Once upon a time there was a house filled with infinite possibilities
Walls insulated by reassurances and dreams
Transferring to us a transient heat, a temporary comfort
And we both know it’s not regulated by the law of thermodynamics, nor by your doubts
We sit on the dusty attic floor and let our toes dig into the gritty boards
Hoarding fantasies under our fairy-fort blankets.
Our minds run unbridled
Reaching terminal velocity
Until we become mere particles in space, settled in between a universe of moments.
ii. Once there was a house
We clung onto with desperate hope
Now we sit in dank tunnels, alternatively this is our temporary home
We seek shelter in smoke and trembling fingers
Flashing bones heated from the outside in.
We transfer heat by conduction-direct contact- our desires defy gravity
We danced with a constant speed but eternal acceleration
Propelled by the same force but different torques and it’s only a matter of time before one of us spins out of control.
iii. Greying fog covers a city I once knew
Your shadow’s still here too
Keeping me company on colder nights
My voice sends hollow reverberations through the empty streets
The sound waves snake across a wasteland, sinusoidal, winding
They are responded by the song that played humanity to sleep.

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I was inspired by the apocalypse theme that seemed tethered around 2011-2013, whether it would be the end of humanity by zombies, by alien invasion, by monsters hidden deep within the Earth's core, or by any other supernatural or human force. This poem focuses on an individual take on a personal and world apocalypse that occured, but talking about it in theoretical, mathematical terms along with emotional terms, which seems to enhance the feeling of loneliness in a world where all was lost, rather than rationalize and depersonalize the catastrophic events.