Blowing Bubbles

Today I gave up

The fight against gravity

The ergs and the joules and the foot-pounds

Were just so much fluff to me

.

I concaved into a labyrinth

Of depleted energy

Spent potential and kinetics exhausted

And essential physics missing from the stuff that is me

.

When reaching the nadir and solid state crumbles

Your universe collapses

In fatalistic escape

To new universes that bubble from the hole deep within me

.

The vacuum scours the cosmos

To pull in the loose matter

That didn't matter to others before

But now, so much, matters to me

.

New realms broil out from the old

Better and more beautiful and decidedly needed

So the one that defeated, you, can cool and condense

And be forgotten as the universe that was the old me

.

Explosions detonate after implosion packs the muzzle

The flint rock is sharpened when stability fails

And life fires therefrom with an aim that is true

And the birth that is rebirth is a life new to me

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a companion poem inspired by my March 6 (Day 66/366) of the Story-a-Day Challenge, "Gravitas" at https://vocal.media/fiction/gravitas.

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