An autumn dark and dreary
capitalized times multiplying furies
as quarks confirm learned levels
quantum positioning dimensions bevels
in stark halls with quantum foam

Socially life is a mystery
magic rabbits lead to superposition histories
summing over entanglements
like duck flight splashed down ‘enge driving rain
to flood ponds banks barely contain

Brighter gum wrappers strewn for rising sun
calculations of fields that snap dimension sheets
wave-particle echoes circumvent gaps
theories unified are intended to map
like Alekhine’s gun settled mends heat.

https://suno.com/s/WkfvoXkoRYYegixP Foam Over Akehine’s Gun

note- This poem is about testing quantum foam with quanta; about the space with actually nothing that is perhaps a field mesh of energy.

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