what’s up?

just when I’ve settled-in to this century

the “Big Bang” shows its lyin'ass mug.

a new telescope is peering into deepest space

and the light its captured isn’t supposed to be there.

the word is out: “that galaxy detected is older than the universe”!

so there it is, all red and smudgy far beyond our sensibilities.

It’s okay. soon enough a new theory will arrive.

It’ll arrive on silver wings sprinkling fairy dust

across the new and improved universe.

I liked the absurd romance of the old Big Bang.

It was like a kid finding an old copy of "Sunbathing Review"

under the porch stairs.  now everything’s on hold.

everything’s like a wrong number, where

the only thing to do is apologize and hang-up.

they should invent an event so ridiculous, so sublime,

that 9 year olds would be delighted and let it go with that.

It would become the latest flatulence of God!