The End of Time
by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Approaching the speed
Of light Time itself ebbs
To a slow-motion crawl.
Weightlessly floating in
Curiosity adrift, G-forces,
Space-Time Continuum,
Feeling quite nauseous;
Time dilates, dissipates,
No thunderous applause
Unlike the sound barrier
Where sonic booms may
Rattle cavernous walls.
Now, the human mind it
May anticipate what type
Of future is to come. Yet,
Approaching the speed
Of light Time itself ebbs
To a slow-motion crawl.
Believing we have plenty
Of Time to spare we are
In shock and in awe as
Time and Spsce are both
Miraculously erased, in a
Mind-bogglingly conundrum.
Time dilates, dissipates,
No thunderous applause.
Time comes to an abrupt
Stop continuing no more.
© 2024 Kenneth Vincent Walker
Kenneth Vincent Walker is a "New Formalist" poet, spoken word artist, performer and author of Borderline Absurd (An
Exercise in Rhyme and Reason), published by Poem Sugar Press/ Community Arts Ink, 2015, and available on Amazon. Also he is published in
numerous online magazines, journals and blogs.
Kenneth has been labeled a "wordsmith" and has read, recited and performed his eloquent and eclectic brand of poetry
reminiscent of the Golden Age and the Romantic Era with a Beatnik to modern sensibility and twist at coffeehouses, bookstores and outdoor
festivals throughout the Mid-Atlantic region of the United States.
Lastly, Kenneth's voice may be heard on Spotify in his short yet chilling podcasts of 'Noir Poetry' set to music exhibiting
a darker side highly influenced by The Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock and the writings of the immortal Edgar Allan Poe.
Find more by Kenneth Vincent Walker in the Author Index.
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