| I’m again grateful for Dave’s willingness to share his poetry during the holiday season when we are all busy getting ready for our celebrations. Monday’s Poem of the Week wishes all our readers a Merry Christmas and a healthy New Year. Quantum Phantom The quantum phantom in my head Quantum savors fresh-baked bread Remembers passwords, loves my wife Quantum consciously lives my life Quantum thinks and quantum feels Quantum morals and ideals Ironic quantum irony Quantum data, quantum me The time in kindergarten class In dim Louisiana past When Gary Allison and I Ate paper napkins, don’t ask why Is chronicled in mystic ways By quantum structures in my brain The phantom’s comprehensive notes In microscopic dust and motes “Phosphorylated tubulins” Can vibrate empathy and sins Or so they say, it’s science talk With terms I quantum fail to grok My phantom does not have the means To comprehend its own routines But I’m recursively coerced The phantom quantum writes this verse And there is Gary, there is me We’re chomping paper gleefully Just ripples in a quantum sea Just marks in molecule debris Our smuggled napkins quantum specks Proceeding down our quantum necks And echoing for forty years Between the quantum phantom’s ears |
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