Earthlings exist
suspended in space and time.
Physics cares not—indifferent,
omniscient before spirit,
unmoved by trivialized calamity,
neutral to normalized inhumanity,
uninspired by our resilience.
Smog thickens,
erasing the last traces
of natural significance.
We, meticulous arrangements
of space dust,
severed from the spiritus umbilicus,
persist,
the worst of us
ubiquitous.
Physics cares not.
