Greg Williamson
The Ten Spacetime Dimensional Universe
 

Whether beyond the customary four
Dimensions we live in are six or (get
This!) seven more the cosmos has in store
For us the calibrations aren’t in yet

To add to our own inwrought secret spaces,
Reimannian hearts, warped dreams, the dark, abiding
Energy that’s bathing our blank faces,
Bathing the whole big brane shebang we’s riding

Until, remaindered, factored out, you leave
The numbers game and all you’ve left to show 'em,
The enlaced rhyme’s lamentable, loony verse,
To sail the trillion years it takes to achieve
Absolute Zero in (for the sake of the poem)

The ten spacetime dimensional universe.

 

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