Her train of thought enters a tunnel,

she's off the rails, at risk;

tracking back

she sees that

the perfect day

for her to go away

will never arrive.

......

So she must loop back

into herself,

link past, present and future

into a spherical loop:

a theory made of everything,

to guide her and to link her

into the self-contained mathematical model 

of isolation.

.....

She fits all the fundamental forces and forms that matter.

Oh! she is a one-dimensional thing

that has no gravity

nor gravitas,

no settled place

for her,

to simply,

be.