IDEALLY
I have an idea
for writing a poem
an idea
for creating the Universe
an idea for
making love to you
and now
thanks to all the angels
resonating in this field
we can now
give it a number, work
out the probability
construct a theory that
can be proved by experiment,
that traces all these ideas
as they do their damnedest
to alter
the nature of things
back to what it is
abstract physics will
no doubt insist
is actually me.
poems 2 die for 