Are there poems to rewrite
about the crater edge of states
around black holes

and the pulsation of the big bang
now that Verlinde has given
his explanation of the old
esoteric knowledge

that yang only exists
as inner backside of yin, not being
an autonomous phenomenon

but a measurable illusion
of mass, shaped
by information
that wants to remain

complete as it is
not even for a quantum willing to change
not because something would be lost

but because something would change
its place, something the information wants
to keep with all its weight
pulling it back with all its gravity

for continually flowing and mixing
it would be amorphous
without temporary stability

even without time, only a
spatial nothing, an
ever, a
duration