What if fourteen billion years
later the universe collapses
and explodes again
among other exploding universes
and that fourteen billion years
was fourteen seconds
of a child blowing up a balloon
and wondering
what his universe
was made of?
“What if a billion years were a second,
says the child,
“and these stars are
in someone’s balloon.”
AAAND from e e cummings
“who knows if the moon’s
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky–filled with pretty people?
( and if you and I should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where
always
it’s
Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves”
