MANIFESTATIONS OF NON-LOCALITY

the restless thought
that sparks unease
it could crush with a breath
collective delusions of reality

& eta carina at our doorstep

never mind that, it's the atoms
always oscillating at the heart of everything
a universe blinking in & out of existence
its fabric the depth of an electron
an excellent oxymoron

& eta carina at our doorstep

we shimmer on the surface of nothingness
somehow real
with blood & thoughts
& intricate chemistry
but there's not one molecule
not always blinking in & out of existence

& eta carina...

waits for its moment
to irradiate collective delusions of reality

Cari