Morgan Sweet

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Come, your theory of everything,
to unpick the manifold stitches;
string, M, Einstein's requiem,
to mine the quantum ditches.
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Your kind are all the same.
You cry on the cute things;
the cute mortgage, the cute tumbler in dungarees,
the friends who know exactly when to leave
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Morgan Sweet Biography

A career as a lecturer, as a Doctor of philosophy, for a number of years. Due to an accident, I was forced to re-think my options but still occasionally tutor students. I have read and enjoyed poetry for many years.)

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Come Hither Eyes

Come, your theory of everything,
to unpick the manifold stitches;
string, M, Einstein's requiem,
to mine the quantum ditches.

I believe we have dined out before,
in this or some other dimension,
under clinical conditions you probed a cavernous soul,
finding only introspection.

Hither, among the neutrinos,
are a host of quarks and gluons,
and at some discernable point,
only the void can conquer your affections.

You function on certainty and determinism
but I still have my doubts.
Abstraction only leads to reduction;
your leaving me bares this out.

Eyes, mourning jewels in a momentary utopia,
sail bubbles in an indefinite ether,
I climb aboard that mysterious ship of fools
and can affirm the view is better.

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