everybody knows that the bird is the word!

just a tick and a trillion years past
someday this will all be gone
and everything both right and wrong will stretch to the farthest corners
of the universe
those last shivers before unavoidable heat death
and right before the fabric of time and space tears completely
meaning the end of absolutely everything
with an elastic snap and groan
long after we’d turned to dense intractable iron
like the gods
unmoved and graceful in their permanence
maybe then i’ll admit how i’ve always felt
since first burst of all matters

pa-pa-ou-mao-mao-mao