Physics
Was Jesus materializing inside a locked room
a ‘miracle’ of probability?
 
Every thing is almost really nothing
and yet there are collisions.
 
So the roiling emptiness I contain
corresponds to something real!
 
Affirming. But what I cannot bear, then,
is that all this stuff we call beauty is mask.
 
We may see splendor atop all bare space,
but impact is no intimacy.
 
 
Green Room
I used to think a green room
	was where jealous people went
		for a time-out.
		You could slay some dragons, travel
time, sleep with a prince, skydive, save the world,
whatever it took for you to learn to want the life you have.
Plume:  Issue #117 May 2021
					
                 
            					
             
