Just because it wants you,
should you want it back?
Enchanting, being wanted –
it can fill a lack. Its beckoning
is existentially correct:
summoning your quantum
stuff to reconvene with its –
to bring both constellations
of your spritzing fritzing bits
into alignment – combining,
as you whirl and curl around,
into a single breathless aperçu.
You’re made up of what
it’s made up of: deathless
quark and gluon stew: through,
below, above you. Why pick
this or that – and not
the other – to make love to?
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