The Way of Non-Locality (a poem)

 

Steps seemed to yield the way
forward toward time
a shadow now
at play

Lines layered higher the day
scrolling somehow rolling on
dimensions’ juxtaposed box locked
in time

Non-local letters never did end
dimension’s toolbox clocked and sought
some rhymes of meaning
a thought to send.

Ultra-determinist probabilities refine
patterned observations scattered
like semiotic signs
tripped slipping through sequences

A letter here
and there compiling
a universe revealing
quanta’s optimal stay.