"Let's say the universe
is made of strings
that "vibrate" or thrash
in an effort
to minimize the area
that is the product
of their length
and their duration in time
*
Let's call contraction
"focus"
or "pleasure."
*
You'll step forward,
I know,
into the contracting
light
ready to like
anyone.
How far will you get?
You'll be far ahead
and distracted.
By what?
I won't see it.
I'll be running to catch up.
I'll know you
by your willingness.
I won't believe
that what's continual
is automatic"
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"Poor the unhappiness out / from your too bitter heart". (Wallace Stevens)