what or how?
you need no particle accelarator,
to measure the distance, between.
here, the uncertainty principle,
is a given.
the more you know of trajectory,
the less you know of state.
the mass, or spin,
will obscure vibration,
if there is one.
and yet probabslistic accounting,
will be a like drinking crazy glue.
all we, stupid apes, do,
a crumpled up almond joy wrapper,
a fossil of tears shed,
and a tap on shoulder,
that you got after the funeral.
running between doctors,
for an answer.
the words on the file don’t indicate,
but the frequancy, and urgancy,
of the appointments.
regreted words that were not uttered,
resurfacing later, in stupid posts.
an analysis is not made,
by a strange reader.
love is ,
indicated by broken glasses,
the shattered chrystal, traces ,
like the elusive particle,
but not reformed again,
love is unlove.
it is known by abscence,
cotton balls, and highballs,
and bills to uncaring suits.
all these, my friend,
are indications that this emotion,
even if it emits no radiation,
even if it has a brief half life,
and unknowable velocity.
now, HOW to love,
that i know not.
being just an idiot ape.