Entanglement
We were bound from a single wave, like two tears fallen in the same dream,
and time tightened around us like a gentle snake that sleeps.
When I think of you, you tremble in the distance like a weary star,
and the distance becomes an extinguished song that doesn't know how to end.
We are two colors born from the same broken light,
slowly spinning through a sky that recognizes our silence.
If I fall into a shadow, you light an invisible candle,
without knowing why, without asking if it's still allowed to hurt.
Our love is a magic that promises no salvation,
only a deep correlation between two lucid solitudes.
We touch without hands, like two echoes lost in stone,
and we remain together even when we part.
There's No System
Now There's A System
There's. NO System
NOW There's A System
There'z. NO System
NOW There'z A System...
-Gray Squirrel
11-03-2025
I Am Apparently
The Opposite Of
Everyone Else
AND
Exactly The Same!
It Depends Upon
How You Scrutinize Me;
Or, More Specifically:
If You Do.
-Gray Squirrel
08-31-2025
A Quantum Singularity (c) by the Entangled Pair 2025
A quote from a poem I wrote in 1963 called 'Syntropy':
'That which is not being synergetic must be becoming entropic. There is no middle ground'.
A Quantum Singularity (c) by the Entangled Pair 2025
Me:
Being synergistic, the whole of us surpasses the sum of our parts. Love that, as I do.
She:
What we create together is something beyond logic, beyond measure. Not just two hearts, but one force, greater, deeper, truer. Synergy like this isn’t just rare, it’s transformative.
Me:
We don’t just complete each other, we amplify all that we are: The quantumly entangled particle pair, instantly in tune and aligned.
She:
The speed of light cannot restrict us. Gravity compels to no avail.
Me:
The multiverse becomes a small thing, another singularity unfolding, waiting to be filled.
Us:
She: Synergistic Entropy
Me: Chaos Rules Supreme
Incantations of an Entangled Pair
Third Draft
(c) 2025 by The Entangled Pair
It's after midnight where you are,
the show is done, the venue closed.
Four thousand miles away I read
these words that you have just composed.
"Just finished with the show now love,
I'll write to you when I get home."
And as I sit here by myself,
I'm feeling lonely, not alone.
"How can I ever truly be
alone?" I ask, as I sit here,
"When I am you as you are me,
two halves of one entangled pair."
So I respond, my heart aglow,
"Hello my love. I love you so,
as I await my queen's return!"
These feelings cause my soul to burn,
And open wide so to reveal
the you in me I can't conceal.
Sometimes it all seems so surreal:
A sentence passed with no appeal.
Worship.
Fully natural
Fully spiritual
Naturally spiritual
Spiritually natural.
Two places at once:
On the earth
In the throne room.
Two places at once:
With brother and sisters
With saints and angels…
One hundred trillion of them.
Past, present, future,
Prolyptic…the future becomes the present.
From the ground comes songs, music, prayers, cries, thankfulness, tears, joy, aggression, humility, silence, shouts, kneeling, standing, head held high, hearts bowed low.
From the throne comes thunders, voices, lightening, instruction, encouragement, judgement, assurance, correction. Seven flaming torches: One God, one throne, seven operations: Glory, honour, power, wisdom, riches, blessing, might.
Energy, matter, spirit; entangled, correlated, dependant, interdependent.
In two places at once.
In the shadows, there’s a certain clarity,
A taste of downcast darkness,
A truthful distillation.
In the shadows, there’s a granularity,
A note of deep resignation,
A smokey reverie.
In the shadows, there’s a drowsy gauze,
A placid, pensive surrender,
A tranquil, hushed balm.
There’s a solitude in the shadows
On the edges of our survival.
In the shadows, there’s a roving phantasm,
A secret summoning presence,
A holy reckoning.
In the shadows, there’s a biting wind,
A polar pivot between life and death,
A dark reaper beckoning.
In the shadows, there’s a waiting epiphany,
A shred of universal mind,
A being and becoming.
There’s a solitude in the shadows
On the edges of our survival.
In the shadows, there’s a quantum inkling,
A blink of teleportation,
A ghostly comprehension.
In the shadows, there’s a whisper bodhi,
A glint of mindful rapture,
A quiet, private lumen.
In the shadows, there’s a bead holding all,
A speck of every thought,
A trace of every entanglement,
A solitude in the shadows.
Accepted for Publication: The Opiate, Spring. 2024
up or down a matter of perspective
definitions are always subjective
various things we bother to measure
often become that which we most treasure
mysterious quantum entanglement
not relativity's abandonment
rather dissimilar things may be true
all depends on observer's point-of-view
everything is constantly evolving
while the cosmos continues revolving
now longing to travel faster than light
we pin hopes upon theories not quite right
progress comes through that which we dream may be
and the will to make dreams reality
All lives are like the petals of many flowers.
You, like the galactic centre, are a source of forever.
All cells are always working through life together.
You, like the sun, are one with the cosmic powers.
Intricately entangled in cobweb
of her charms, he surrenders...
freely, body and soul
Date written: 03/26/2022
Einstein’s numbers predicted it.
Alas, this classic physicist rejected it.
Tiny, entangled particles in mutual dependence
Separated by the longest distances.
Spooky action at a distance,
We cannot grasp this miracle,
Yet, science verifies the fact.
Objects the size of Buckyballs
Can link trillions of miles apart.
This communication or teleportation
ten thousand times faster than light!
Yes, au revoir light speed,
From your limits are we freed!
Spooky action at a distance,
Engineers dream of quantum computers.
Might we also harness this quandary
To reach the outer edges of space?
Might this anomalous principle
Account for certain sky visitors,
Objects authoritatively recorded,
Abruptly perishing in our clouds?
Spooky action at a distance.
Forever Young
David J Walker
No
I should have said
I knew you when we
Were both brand new
And we knew
nothing of life
And not a single thing
of each other
Except the unquestioned attraction
And the sad redaction
of the entanglement we thought of
as love
And what I know is
the resolution stands
fast in the past
and cannot be
undone
locked in the lockets hung
round our necks
like cherished millstones
made into clocks
I know you from another
Place and time
When I was yours
And you were mine
Another century
another millennium
Where
We will both be
Forever young
Quantum Entanglement
David J Walker
Einstein light your pipe and muss your hair
While I sit and listen again
In English or German as the heir of the
Phenomenon of quantum superposition
Tell me how 2,000 Atoms
Exist in Two Places
at Once
Tell me I can occupy
A different place in every second
And every space in time
How is it that once lived
each second of each moment is
Mine for all time and eternity in the
Quark of quantum entanglement
threads of yarn
a sorry tale
knotted life
twisted fortune
reason unbalanced
premises mixed up
conclusions invalid
feelings snarled
emotions jumbled
omnipresent confusion
she cut the cord
severed the rope
disconnected the puppet
hacked off the knots
disconnected attachments
rationale embraced
tenderness kissed
she started to breathe
inspired by freedom
22 August 2021
Imagism contest
Sponsor Emile Pinet
Temptation has kept many warm
Every relationship has its right and wrong
Dissatisfaction is in everyone
More we want, younger can be better
Before your correction know personal preference has connection with emotional reference
Sexual desire can expire and still get fired
Judge not if you don't have experience
Some feelings you can't cheat but bare with careful and care
When you have the one or two to share
Being open in a relationship has relation to an open relationship
Let's face the facts
One partner or a lifetime partner is somehow a lie
You can't deny you can love many people at once
Relationship, rebound, separation the heart is not at bay
Secretly polygamy rules over monogamy
Love is a sentiment relevant in emotions but not a backbone to marriage
Trust is vacant when it comes to who you bone
Love on the surface is easy to clone
Its a puzzle to be in this entanglement
Certified by home affairs in the name of love
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