String Theory

And so again
I begin anew


A string thin theory
laid out on the sand


Vaguely
the shape of me


Perhaps
more character


It's just a concept,
an idea of how I could be


The only way to know
is to pull the string tight


Test elasticity
Push me against gravity


Send me into orbit
into collision
with my quantum self


I hope to see me
waving back


The other side
of these rough seas


Of changing sides
Of setting free


Dispersing the white light
that cuts me into slices like
a bread knife


Pull tight the string
and let go of me


Let go
and watch me


Accumulate mass as
I eat up each grain


Let go


Let go


And go ahead
Laugh on your way back inland