half live


©2006 hanspeter kunz

when it’s dark enough you can see the stars – but oddly enough i can’t
this place must be dark with something more than night
my whiskers tell me there’s a wall around – and i feel a weird wave
where did all the light go? where’re all those shiny photons? where am Ii, where am i?

ref:
i feel a strange duplication
i’m oscillating, and the univers subdivides

this must be a so-called black box – only seen from within
this place is uncertain with something less than chance
my whiskers tell me space itself is trembling – and time is falling to pieces
what is this? is the dark energy taking over? i cannot decide, i’m out of phase.

ref:
i feel a strange duplication
i’m oscillating, resonating, reverberating
and again – the mulitiverse furcates

you might think that I know too much science for a cat
at least I may know well more than you at that
cats should not draw their persuasions from equations
but then again, what do you know about radioactive cats?

i’m trapped, boxed projected – onto an orthogonal base
i’m faintly glimmering, shimmering – through unitary hilbert space
i’m just hoping that all this thinking will be of any use
on how to survive
i’m partly imaginary, I’m entangled
i’m half live...

half live – i’m in a superposition
entangled as i am – i’m in constant transition

i’m half live since i was put inside that box
with a poison capsule triggered by bizarre atomic clocks

i’m indeterminate, i subsist in unreality
but as long as I’m confined i enjoy – immortality

i’m wanted – dead and alive
i’m haunted – half live – half live
i’m wanted – dead and alive
i’m haunted – half live – half live – half live