I In The Atlantic
Jackson Capper
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A purposely cryptic description of a potential model for electromagnetism which integrates the implications of a variable π.
Alone in Atlantic under a dome of eyes,
Spun to measure the dome upon my heel.
I turned the entire cosmos!
I was astonished for the firmament repeats! Yet,
Finite was the distance of my turning.
The Watchers of Libra judged me.
I was cast into the abyss of the Atlantic.
To descend the silky water, I received the Watcher’s dim.
I saw a silverfish and reached to touch her.
But her scales could not be deciphered.
I waded into a spin to find many about me,
It was the one fish that then receded.
The many fish wish to be away from herselves.
The velvet surface broke to the vacuum of air.
The Watchers sparkled as they admired.
That the distance of the cosmos is,
The depth of I in the Atlantic.