[Newspoetry] Senseless Eternity

[DL Emerick]

Senseless Eternity

Those who fly high enough
fall far and fast enough
to know weightlessness,
however briefly,
as a freedom from gravity,
from the pulls of bodies,
which they all exert,
by forming a dimple
in the structure of space,
everywhere warping it.

The astronaut does not say
"Hey, look at me -- I'm falling;"
instead, he shouts "I'm floating"
to convey the unexpected,
by analogy, to bouyancy,
as if to be truer to physics,
to the law binding equality
between action and reaction.

In Eternity are only equals,
sameness everywhere,
samelessness nowhere,
a uniform harmony
unbroken by any sense of time,
because nothing ever changes,
knowing does not increase,
labor is not required,
money and wealth have no value.

Eternity is not a place
where you'd send your children,
you know they'd rebel,
you know they'd play hooky,
escape from Eternity
if there was any way out.

Eternity is an adult story,
made up like a fairy tale,
to convince broken spirits
that they can be cured,
but they'll need Eternity
for a cure to take effect.

But if spirit is not broken,
the non-unity of self is other,
the self is always divided,
into sects that may conflict,
or may conspire to an end,
one could be ever entering
into negotiations with ~one.

Pop culture ridicules this,
the idea of self-deliberation,
as something that liberals do,
making them too wishy-washy
to have any sense of gain,
of the urgency of interest
as a driving force of time.

Eternity has no interest,
it has no features,
no golden streets,
no interesting people to meet,
just boring pablum speakers
all chanting a chorus line,
"Isn't it grandly bland?"