Should we,
Should we,
Should we,
Should,
Should,
We—
Die together?
Should we
Melt into stars?
Should we
Become poems?
Should we
Break into constellations?
Should we
Fold into forever?
Should we
Let time blur our names?
Should we
Tangle in the spaces between?
Should we
Be the hush before dawn?
Should we
Forget where you end, where I begin?
Should we
Be nothing—
And everything—
All at once?
Should we
Defy quantum physics?
By going beyond bodies,
By merging our souls?
Should we
Challenge the laws of existence
At an atomic level?
Should we
Collapse into quantum entanglement,
Where distance is an illusion
And we are always one?
Should we
Vanish into wavefunctions,
Superposed between here and eternity?
Should we
Fall past the event horizon,
Let singularity stitch us together
Beyond time itself?
Should we
Rewrite reality
With the gravity of our longing?
Should we
Orbit around each other
Like binary pulsars,
Locked in a poetic dance
That bends spacetime itself?
Should we
Fuse like atomic nuclei,
Burning bright with an energy
No equation can contain?
Should we
Transcend the uncertainty,
Exist in every probability,
Every reality, every illusion—
Every state of matter—
Every multiversal form—
Every metaphorical and metaphysical concept—
Forever quantumly entangled?
— Sadia Hakim // Astropoetica (quantum physics; romantic physics)
I once tried to break love down into an equation, to make sense of its logic—but love isn’t meant to be solved. The Equation of Love was my attempt before I realized some things are meant to be felt, not figured out.