little big bang theory
twenty-eight minutes
that’s all that’s left
until all the little things
orbiting around
any celestial goddess
will congeal themselves
into one great big thing
spontaneously spinning itself
out of its routine
thereby making the universe
a little more or less complex
than it already was
april two thousand twenty
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Beautiful…
Thank you, Sandomina
Enjoyed listening to the audio of your poem. Great idea to insert a recording. Thank you!
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