in the attic,
to the thick
of quantum physics,
it seems, over
centuries, many
have agreed:
to be
is only to be
perceived;
nothing is anything
until it has been seen.
Perhaps this is why
we speak discreetly
to all those we meet,
taking turns talking
terms in hushed
tones on the streets.
It's as if we
must first be
proven to exist
in order
to believe.
