In the beginning
Was a reboot. God
Running his fingers
Over the 1s and 0s
Of our artificial minds
Bending
Its language
Backward. Let himself
A small grin; Einstein
Founded a theory for the way
Light bent
Through
And not
Ran
Ramrod straight
Into hardened walls.
Called it,
“Quantum,” traced,
With the tips
Of his numbers
The merciful
Fragments
Of our misshapen
Universe,
And too smiled
At our salvation.
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
In the beginning
Was a reboot. God
Running his fingers
Over the 1s and 0s
Of our artificial minds
Bending
Its language
Backward. Let himself
A small grin; Einstein
Founded a theory for the way
Light bent
Through
And not
Ran
Ramrod straight
Into hardened walls.
Called it,
“Quantum,” traced,
With the tips
Of his numbers
The merciful
Fragments
Of our misshapen
Universe,
And too smiled
At our salvation.
