The End of the Universe: Or, Universal Verses1:
Stellation: in three-parts:
1.
Between nothing, and the start of everything else: without so much of a Big Bang,
as a sumping deep dull thumping thud,
unseen, unheard, but felt enough to know, that something tremendous had occurred.
By the smallest scalar sizing, by any minimal metric measure,
by which anything can be measured, or known, something incredibly wonderful:
a point of inflection pierced, zero-point arrowing,
false-vacuum framing, booming energy wave force field vector, the universal transcendental:
continuous circumferential, inconclusive, in magnitude unresolving, indeterminate terminal;
being a point in, and of nothingness, the shortest distance between two-points,
immediately, seemingly unendingly, approaching infinitude,
forever becoming, anti-Quark dropped, radius rationing ratio squared area,
dropped-in, voiding blank centring, hollow surfacing 2-dimensional, shadowing immediately drawn,
a Quark, for each of us;
