Being is heat, and the universe is verbs;
So when did it all begin to cool enough
To form your slow indifference that disturbs?
That faintest distancing, as harsh as a rebuff.
Entering always signifies consent
Into this world, but with no warning —
No say-so in the call to be aborning;
No sooner are we born than we’re called to repent;
No sooner conscious than saddled with a conscience —
Some mass-less weight beyond definitions of matter,
Around and around in deferents, in despondence;
For constancy’s a quest, not a question of constants,
And what you said is forever hereafter the matter;
So how could the universe be of any consequence?
Deferent – In Ptolemaic astronomy (now obsolete), a sphere enclosing the earth to which the orbit of a planet was attached.