2d
Strung prose
Like puzzle pieces
Broken across the page
No longer
Im too linear now
For all that
Maybe
Before long
I'll write
Instruction manuals
And think
They're poetic
If time is simply an illusion
A functional interpretation of quantum reality
Then do we not time travel
Each time we remember?
A functional interpretation of quantum reality
Then do we not time travel
Each time we remember?
