
She makes him think of quantum physics
Heisenberg, to be specific,
and his Uncertainty Principle; that she,
with only her sincereness, can
identify him certainlyโ
As if her reaching past his palm, fingering
his croix mystique, arriving finally at
the vein of his wrist and
like a nurse, feeling his pulse was
indicative of
her accounting for his entire life,
as if under a lens, determined
its weight and trajectory
as if there was a God
up there. As
if.
About the Creator
Paul Fey
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