Object of Reference

Floating twisting turning tumbling
Rock hard outer shell
Just another rock
Just another roll
Just another traveler across the void

Trying to plot an origin point
Would be an exercize in headache refinement
Something to pulse agonizingly
Within the logic centers of your brain
Until an answer refuses to be acknowledged
Until you throw your nerd notebook across the floor

In a tiny nerd rage
With tiny nerd fists
Because everything is tiny
On the scale you are used to dealing with

Inches may as well be mountains
With just as much relationship to ratio

Used to a constant companion of back pain
From lugging around such a big brain
There is no reason you can't figure this out

Still there it is
On a constant trajectory
With an occasional wiggle in the graph
From outside gravitational influence

Going
Going
Gone

A line that disappears into a forest of probablility
A mystery that is getting closer every day

Plenty of time though
As things like this go
It is going rather slow

Now logged dutifully in the logbook
As object LSGO-0142018