Laser

I am

Scattered light
Bewildered by my own complexity
Everyone's everything at all times
In all places
I am
Bending around
All the gaps in natural selection
Deeply entangled in primordial eddies
Graceless cur
I am
Bound by you
To quantum states that don't exist
In any real sense of time or space
My real senses
Offend
The logic, the tyranny
The bombasts, the wasteland, the harmony
The Opera, the cavern, the fulcrum
The list goes on
And on
Until we meet
The shared path on the last page
Of data, after time stopped running
Expertly merged
And one

Posted by Hans Andersen | at 3:00 AM | 0 comments