I can’t write
all I want to do is think about how
the sky stays up,
how to reverse gravity,
a legit model of how time flows.
I want to think about
publishing papers
on my theories,
ones that would make
Stephen Hawking jump out of his chair
and call me god.
I want to think about
the “bio-intralux”,
change the world forever.
I want to think about
eliminating disease,
cancer,
stupidity.
I want to think about
intelligence chips
inserted upon birth.
I want to think about
a world with no pollution,
greenhouse gasses? Gone.
I want to think about terraformation
and helping other worlds to be like us,
a perfect civilization,
on the perfect planet,
in the perfect dimension.