The act of observation changes that which is being observed. When you are not watching me, I am not there. The others looks for me, but instead find The inverse of you An electromagnet, pining for a spark. Light me up or let me go to waste, But please don't leave me Uncertain.
To all the physicists out there: I'm fully aware of the fact that there's a difference between the Observer Effect (which is the quantum phenomenon used as a conceit in this poem) and the Uncertainty Principle (which is what I've actually referenced). Whether you see this as artistic license, or blatant and insulting misuse of science in art, is up to you. I won't try to convince anyone that it's actually intended as a whole other layer of significance relating to identity-as-journey or any such nonsense ;) (c) me September 2010