Another Cosmic Expectation

This morning Cosmos sneezed

a spout of quantum spasms out  –

left it so egregiously undone,

unmoored and unamassed –

that not a quark or lepton in it

knew its ankle from its ass.

Cosmos watched it splat into

a nano-corner of a nano-quadrant

of a negligible pocket in the outskirts

of a random quasar and sat back

to watch. Cosmos loved to see what

happened to this sort of splotch.

But oh! The splotch’s slivers quivered

instantly into a sweet harmonic spray

of unexpected colors, ordered

by availing stain-glassed borders

which teased up a range of pleasing

unexampled form! Which then began

to warm into the swift production

of two heads and faces – calm and blithe.

The writhe of it had managed to acquire

graces! Its balance was inscrutable,

immutable – a fact with tact. Another

cosmic expectation cracked.





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