You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful: De Rerum Obfuscura

You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful

Musings of a Man with his Muse

Saturday, April 26, 2014

De Rerum Obfuscura



In quantum terms the human mind
Presents a decoherent resolution
Concluding temporarily in a single state.

Is my oatmeal a whole grain or half life,
A leakage from inchoate origins
Out of an earless field resolved in breakfast?

A hyperstealthy cat in the mind moves
Here and there simultaneously alive,
Lacking that leakage and, entangled, dead.

The mind has two hands, using both to grasp
The cat, a piece in each holds firmly fur,
Entangled in a bird’s eye dream of grassy

Waves swaying silently while changing light
Into a human hand, mammalian touch
Which sets in motion such a steady purr.

The native state remains obscure
In its illusion of a present where
Sense makes sense of what may not even be there.


KLK
10/16/11

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