Small World
Many labor over little things
Keeping close to cardboard-hands
They love these hands
They love the tangible
Obsess in the real
And refuse to feel
Far beyond what is here
Beyond, but within
Within, and around
It totally surrounds:
The quantum world of wonders
Real and unreal
And both at once
Alinear minds try
To comprehend alinear time
A fundamental confusion
To the point of indecency
It mocks and taunts
This Principle of Uncertainty
But it is a part of us
And the macro-world
The potential to be
More than is seen
An innate nature
Of inifinite possiblity
I revel in humanity's
Principle of Uncertainty
Because that is what inspires me
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