The Cosmic Party

The lingering universal hum. Big Bang's resonant remains.
An homage to man's evolutionary mental stability by way
of patterned sound, of pulsing around the constant.
Double-helixed lovers synchronize to the onward drone,
the universal constant, simultaneously reassuring and maddening;
a line blurred by bass drivers of a galactic scaling, the cosmic party.
Feigning contentment despite the onset entropy, the lingering cold
that comes from the stillness, the antithesis constant which derives
all of its nothing from the building tension and eventual spillover
until the Universal heartstring is plucked anew, and the music resumes.