Black Hole Beauty (Part 2)

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I mean, I did drop out of engineering school
So maybe something changed. Although, the laws of the universe are constant.
 
This field of darkness that sometimes escapes
From these small spots floating on your face
Are the reasons for the tears.
I know,
Darkness in this universe is taking over.
Starting with your feature
 
But, darling, I know, these lights
Do a rather fine job of drying tears
 
So, when you spread the glowing blade of your cheeks,
Beam, gloss reflecting off of your lips,
You defy science. Rip black holes apart!
 
Show that the laws of science are not constant;
Rules and limitations are not constant.

@Sircharlesthepoet

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https://sircharlesthepoet.wordpress.com/2020/08/03/black-hole-beauty/

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I leave my math and science classes.
Everyday
Convincing myself to switch.
Majors

Each class: a different language.
I don’t understand
One that mixes my sand,
Over stretch my brain
Far passed too sane to know.
I am now insane

Languages my whole life-hood
Was never prepared for.
Not to any extent

Like setting fire to a saint,
My knowledge, intelligence:
Control center
Is dumbfounded…
Or found itself dumb

Too ashamed
To be astonished,
Too puzzled
To resolve
The Greeks and Romans
I am expected to resurrect,
The ideologies and theories
I am expected to real-eyes.

Because real-eyes realize
These numbers and letters and signs and cosigns
Don’t sympathize.

So I’m left with black-hole eyes
Convinced.
I don’t speak the language of my demise

IG: @Sircharlesthepoet