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Einstein and Love
by Thomas Bacher
I don’t check the time
space continuum when we make love.
I’m more interested in the intersection of
your breasts and my lips at the outer
edge of the universe. We’ve yet to discover
all the nebula there.
What do I know about quantum mechanics?
Unseen interactions fascinate researchers.
I see life at trial and error. You are my creation
metaphor. Who needs the God particle
when I can pray to you?
I’m not sure if the caboose on the other
track is your body moving
or my body at rest.
You’ve taken my soul at the speed
of light. My spirit weighs more than the earth itself.
Will I come back younger than
your oldest thought after my journey?
Relativity
can’t answer the questions I whisper to you while you
remain detached and asleep. I am your chaos theory
fighting gravity.
Einstein and Love
by Thomas Bacher
I don’t check the time
space continuum when we make love.
I’m more interested in the intersection of
your breasts and my lips at the outer
edge of the universe. We’ve yet to discover
all the nebula there.
What do I know about quantum mechanics?
Unseen interactions fascinate researchers.
I see life at trial and error. You are my creation
metaphor. Who needs the God particle
when I can pray to you?
I’m not sure if the caboose on the other
track is your body moving
or my body at rest.
You’ve taken my soul at the speed
of light. My spirit weighs more than the earth itself.
Will I come back younger than
your oldest thought after my journey?
Relativity
can’t answer the questions I whisper to you while you
remain detached and asleep. I am your chaos theory
fighting gravity.
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