"String Theory For The Dumped"
it is not their soul for whom the heart aches
nor their figure for which the body longs
nor their voice that the ears sometimes hear
in quiet moments.
Rather, it is the roads not taken,
the quantum particles and parallel universes
which refuse to go gently into that good night,
vanishing for weeks only to suddenly
bulbs projecting frames of light and shadow,
the silhouettes of hypotheticals clouded on the edges,
the lighting soft and removing all flaws,
like a black-and-white flashback in a movie nobody remembers.
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