CoffeeShop Blues: 2015 Traveler's Edition - Page 112

CoffeeShop Blues Celestial Mechanics In the midst of things did it seem ordinary, The movement of one moment to the next, A series of ‘and then,….and then,…and then,…’ That seemed normal when you were engrossed? Or was there a point in Space, When you looked from the Votok, And saw the world was blue, Saw the absence of God, And you marveled at the path, From the making of moulds, To the mechanics of the celestial, As you made orbit of your home? Perhaps the accumulation of your time, Only made its fantastical arc apparent, In the unexpected moments left to you, Between the rush of sonic boom and Your sudden, endless tail-spin A Mobius fall to Earth. 112