Your coffee grows cold on the kitchen table,
which means the universe is dying.
Your dress on the carpet is just a dress,
it has lost all sense of you now.
I open the window, the sky is dark
and the house is also cooling, the garden,
the summer lawn, all of it finding an equilibrium.
I watch an ice cube melt in my wine,
the heat of the Chardonnay passing into the ice.
It means the universe is going to die:
the second law of thermodynamics.
Entropy rising. Only the fridge struggles
to turn things round but even here there’s a
hidden loss. It hums in the corner, the only sound
on a quiet night. Outside, everywhere in the vast
sky stars are cooling, I think of the sun
consuming its fuel, the afternoon that is past,
and your dress that only this morning
was warm to my touch.
hope I helped you understand the question. Roham Hesami, sixth
semester of aerospace engineering
رهام حسامی ترم ششم مهندسی هوافضا
هر كي كه فيزيك رو دوست دارد يك شعر در وصفش بگه !!
- rohamavation
نام: roham hesami radرهام حسامی راد
محل اقامت: 100 مایلی شمال لندن جاده آیلستون، لستر، لسترشر. LE2
عضویت : سهشنبه ۱۳۹۹/۸/۲۰ - ۰۸:۳۴
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