The Soul-Crushing Cosmos

"No rational intelligence rants against reality."  
-- the poet a non-romanticist  
   
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From simple things, all complex things evolve,  
the simplest things the quantum dust in space,  
the force and matter bits which soundly solve  
the genesis of us, the human race --  
the "you" and "me" reduced comprising naught,  
save space and tiny quantum building blocks,  
the atoms, chemicals, and cellules wrought  
by evolution's process orthodox --  
the undirected flux without a brain,  
and thus without a purpose or design,  
its being but an endless causal chain  
sans love for any lyric rhyme divine --  
or fondness for a faultless sonnet writ  
by countless quantum whits of sense and wit.  
   
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Contest: Twisted Sonnet  
   
Sponsor: Rew  
   
Form: Shakespearean Love Sonnet to Physics 101  
   
Major Poetic Technique: The Irony of Reality Harsh  
   
Theme: Beyond all rational doubt, at the quantum level, orthodox evolution reveals  
a non-conscious universe uninterested in "me" and "you."  How twisted is that?