07 April 2014

Quantum

left under the bed
in shapes of atomic
chance,
with dust mites and
trifles of forgottenesses
you are still
boxless and free.
Quantum in nature
leaping the edgeless
formless voids of 
supernatualimaginantions
playing supertonic 
symphonies
in halls of dark matter...

and i wonder
from my mind's confines 
the nebulous way
i forget you and your
gravity. your
atomic fury.
your permanent 
relativity,
which shines a
defining light that
I have never known 
before.


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