Too Many Variables
We had a theory, but we took it
for fact. What is a formula,
when there are no constants?
There is no resolution
in a constant state of flux,
going forward like standing still,
a clean slate the only solution.
The prompt for Poetics: Theories of Everything and Anything,
from Merril at dVerse, is to write a poem about a specific theory,
or to write a poem that uses the word “theory.”
I chose the latter.