11 Jun 4705 - Anachronistic Aerosol Project

I had been meaning to write a poem or something about the night for a couple of years now. It seems time has come for the spirit to be relevant again, if not the event. There was a night when the Aurora Borealis showed up in the sky. I was working late on an aerosol or fluid flow project, someone came in and said the aurora was outside, and we dropped everything to go see. Well, those of us who cared, anyway. I wasn't going to miss a lightshow in the heavens for some forgettable project, no matter how many more hours of sleep it would end up costing me.

Unapologetic sapient science,
  sample spaces vacant,
    main maiden compliant.
Laden merry-men unending,
  ever effective, ever frustrating,
    eight or eleven depending.
Valkyrie balcony alchemy,
  reveal even keel weevil,
    a seal with no meat to steal.
The misprecision in a false dichotomy,
Brain-case lesion makes for lobotomy.

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