The day is bright
and unappealing buildings of dull sand
surround you endlessly.
It is too cold to dive in today,
and even if you tried
you'd hit your head on the bottom
way sooner than you'd expect
and question whether Einstein and Hawking,
Newton and Galileo,
ever really got through to you at all.
The universe has mathematical laws,
but you don't look for them
or pay them any mind.
Your lack of curiosity
is staggering.
So why dive in?
You're a big-breasted girl.
There's a stroke for you
that is utterly tiring and froglike.
You're waiting for Salvation to come and bug you
so you can fling out your big fat stretchy tongue,
stick it, and swallow it whole
without so much as blinking.
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