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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◄ Yet Still I Run

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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

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