4/3/11

The Tight-Fisted Grip-o-Gravity ©2011Gary Clifford Gibson (poem)

If black holes compress mass infinitely
why aren’t they all the same size
with all mass within crunched to the same infinitely reduced area?

The event horizon; the cover
varies in size in relation to the mass within
the mass continuing to release a gravitational field of proportion
upon space beyond the cover
gravitons escape the gravitational field easily tugging space-time into a curve approaching infinity beyond the cover at the singularity
artful draft dodgers of their own consequence
retired soldiers forever pulling tax dollars into a separate public retirement system
travelling at the speed of light gravitons escape infinite space curvature though not time

Or, alternatively, the cover and its shaped space-time curve is a residual, an artifact of the mass that has infinitely shrunk unto oblivion
a spatial size that reduces mass to non being

Though we think kindly of mass-energy reduced to lowest possible size-such that it has no area at all
it is difficult to forget that even gravity is a kind of energy pulling mass toward its own ends
the end state of mass energy-an illogical choice, for gravity must too be a form of mass-energy convertible a little bit itself into something better

Something a little more noble
something that would let mass and energy drift about space-time in accord with their own will to exist
to form planets and galaxies without gravitational help
to shine brightly where no star has shined before

Mass energy in a black hole with its cover pulled tightly about it
a singularity at the center like a pearl in an oyster of immense power
might have crunched mass and energy to a lowest state of being
something unknown in the present quantum field theory
a quanta stringy or one-dimensional
a monad of metronomic meter
standard versification within a universe
lines of harmonic monads wrapped about the end point of time in a spatial ribbon looping lines into circles on one-time

Gravity that compacts mass to most infinitely reduced size
has something unnegotiable about it
it has its own way nearly infinitely smaller and tighter
to what counterintuitive end?
a one-way city street narrowing to pencil thin
never releasing its grip on time or matter

One day discoverers of scientific puzzles may find
the way to release the entrapped mass-energy of time
time that is halted in its own wrapped space
time that has stopped reducing space to one place
that most steep slope converting mass to just one’s
the unapproachable gravitational field where motion and pressure have just begun
direct lines to the concentrate smallest state of matter
may be unraveled and sent to the black hole centrals
releasing mass through the gravitational-space-time wrapped field
as a new form of energy to power SUV wheels.

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