Shroedinger's Poet
It is a curse
To have a flying soul
And a cinderblock mind
To feel the call of the sky
But to be afraid of heights
I am Schrödinger's cat
Alive and dead
At the same time
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elPintor
Thu 27th Apr 2017 01:42
A very apt poetic observation...I've always felt sad for that cat--just another victim of anticipation waiting inside the box.
elP