He lives by the sweet science
only what passes him by
always to arms: the sweet compliance
recognizing the unknown for what it is(n't)
and those perspectives are always
melded into outside matter
as his mind confides reasoning as
idle chitter-chatter:
the KNOW-ALL, BE-ALL, SEE-ALL
it breaks his fall
and everyone else's
from every infinity,
probability,
probably -
with no attention to
every one of his little tensions
everybody wants to say something
but never has anything to say.

Life is a magic quantum 8-ball
encompassing every mystery
from the Bermuda triangle
to the grassy knoll
and every little fear
but don't ever look at it
or it will
disappear