In Physics Class

In Mr. Mudry’s grade twelve physics class
I learnt the fundamental laws of nature
from technology on the Star Trek Enterprise;

in assertive tones of his baritone timbre
like our very own Captain Jean Luc Picard,
we would discover the final frontiers of space;

in solar system jumping, warp drive engines
found limitations provided by the speed of light,
the constraint defining our boundaries in this world;

in disapparating officers on the teleporter pads
saw transported origins of molecular theory,
the attraction existing in the atoms of us all;

in fictions fabricated by light on the holodeck
imagined how wave theory transcended particles
before quantum theory projected both into focus;

in cups of hot Earl Grey tea ordered from a replicator
outlined the closed system in which our lives exist,
applied the laws of thermodynamics and conservation of mass;

in the past ten years, these voyages sought boldly
to explain day-to-day phenomena and strange new worlds
with hive mind, Borg assimilation and omnipotent space beings.

In Mr. Mudry’s grade twelve physics class
I learnt the fundamental nature of the universe
is only as fundamental as our imaginations allow it.

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