Let's say the eggheads got it right for once,
that in the dense stew of night, the cosmos exploded,
and at present we're in an exponential state of expansion
You and me and everything else
sailing the space/time fabric
a la Albert Einstein.
What are the implications for you and me,
and the dog at the hydrant?
A good question.
Until the reversal of current expansion,
if and when the cosmos risks imploding,
be happy, don't worry, stay healthy.
which is to say, that if you are an artist, soldier or clerk,
your work is important, give it your best
but if you're an artist,
you're test could be harder
So what that you can't draw exact like a camera,
neither could Pollack, neither Picasso
and that didn't stop them,
why should it stop us?
who are only dabbling
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