Quantum McMansions, sprung from vacuum's froth,
Where probability fields serve as moth-eaten cloth.
Cosmic string hammocks stretch to infinity,
While branes host keggers of dimensional affinity.
Dark matter chandeliers and gravity-well pools,
Tachyonic beams make time their April fool's.
Dreams in superposition play musical chairs,
Multiverse histories clog up the stairs.
Windows of quantum foam, always steamed,
Holographic porn, or so it seemed.
Entangled photons play peeping Tom,
As worldlines unite in a cosmic prom.
Zero-point hearths, more fizzle than glow,
Quark-carved mantels with nothing to show.
Wormhole chitchat through Einstein-Rosen calls,
"Can you hear me now?" echo through the halls.
Hyperdimensional roofs, a contractor's nightmare,
Braneworlds above judge our reality unfair.
Inflation expands faster than waistlines at feast,
Our universe, the multiverse's crazy black sheep.
Casimir effect walls, pushing nothing away,
Quantum tunneling doors - "knock first," they say.
Penrose-tiled floors, a trippy design,
For stumbling home through space-time.
Feynman diagrams bloom in gardens absurd,
Particles come and go without a word.
Hawking radiation whispers of black hole lore,
But the HOA complains it's breaking noise ordinance law.
A house of physics both wild and profound,
Where logic and reason can't be found.
But don't try to get a mortgage on this quantum abode,
It won't let us hold it, much less own or behold.
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Dimensional Doodles
PoetryThis collection is a tapestry woven from the threads of cosmic wonder and digital intrigue, each poem a distinct journey through realms where intellect and imagination collide. Dive into a universe where quantum whispers mingle with the syntax of th...
