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TheTechNoir
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Hello,
I just quickly threw this together in the last 15 minutes or so and I was curious what people think? I just put it together as a fun little thing. I am open to feedback on multiple levels:
If anyone has suggestions for change to meter, rhyme scheme/structure, wording, etc.
Or also if someone with knowledge of quantum mechanics & general relativity has any errors to nitpick I'd be glad to try and modify a bit to make it a more accurate metaphor; I myself don't have a physics background and only a very shallow understanding of it. Thanks!
It's a sixteen bar verse:
spontaniously birthed, a fleeting couple on borrowed energy, virtual pair
unless the heart is equally shared it's not even there
copenhagen affairs dependent on stares
the lack of it's acknowledgment or embracement
preventing it's inherent existence
Schroedinger's love, nothing about my heart is permanent
it may be alive, dead, a superposition: no determinance
god rolling dice when the heart wants to be in two places
stomach riding butterfly waves, probabilities determine the faces
indefinite predictive power for what's to come
whether we'll heat up and merge together like fusion inside the sun
when subjected to utter isolation void of any enticing relation
is there a macroscopic manifestation, is there decoherence?
if no one's there to speak to my heart, can it still hear it?
a heavy blackness lingers overhead, warping and curving my view
shall I continue ahead, never to return just to see you?
I just quickly threw this together in the last 15 minutes or so and I was curious what people think? I just put it together as a fun little thing. I am open to feedback on multiple levels:
If anyone has suggestions for change to meter, rhyme scheme/structure, wording, etc.
Or also if someone with knowledge of quantum mechanics & general relativity has any errors to nitpick I'd be glad to try and modify a bit to make it a more accurate metaphor; I myself don't have a physics background and only a very shallow understanding of it. Thanks!
It's a sixteen bar verse:
spontaniously birthed, a fleeting couple on borrowed energy, virtual pair
unless the heart is equally shared it's not even there
copenhagen affairs dependent on stares
the lack of it's acknowledgment or embracement
preventing it's inherent existence
Schroedinger's love, nothing about my heart is permanent
it may be alive, dead, a superposition: no determinance
god rolling dice when the heart wants to be in two places
stomach riding butterfly waves, probabilities determine the faces
indefinite predictive power for what's to come
whether we'll heat up and merge together like fusion inside the sun
when subjected to utter isolation void of any enticing relation
is there a macroscopic manifestation, is there decoherence?
if no one's there to speak to my heart, can it still hear it?
a heavy blackness lingers overhead, warping and curving my view
shall I continue ahead, never to return just to see you?
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