QUANTUM POETRY

The quantum mechanic took a look at the world
And waved as it (probably) went by
Uncertain if its engine vibrated or twirled
He took a look inside by and by

And saw that it had direction (or it ought)
But you know that he couldn't quite place it
And in an indeterminate minute he thought
It should be possible for man to trace it

But new information came speeding to light
And it made the mechanic uncertain
about which principles seemed to be right
And which just could not be determined

And he saw there was no causal link
And so our particular future is written
in invisible ink, in the place that we think
by quantum cats and inconceivable kittens