Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Some seventies stuff.

I wrote these back in the seventies.


I am alone.
Because I am alone,
I create.
And I hide,
In the multitude,
Of my creation.

Schrodinger's Cat.

Pity the fate of Schrodinger's cat.
Where he is, ain't where he's at.
The cat in the box is in a bind,
Is he in or out of time?

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