Quantum Facility
Speak to me
Kindly
Like a thought
For then are you mine.
—Dumas fils
(Annotated)
Speak to me…
Not to the walls, speak to me!…ask me what you are willing to know.
Kindly…
Kindness never goes out of its style or use, or loses it luster or its brilliated quantum facility…just do whatever you must to me, kindly.
Like a thought…
Even when you are quite displeased at yourself, your thoughts are serious and profound, even sometimes madly intense, but no one else hears them, just those to whom your brain-relationship belongs. We use thoughts to keep ourselves sane: we can save good relationships when we talk to each other like a thought.
…Then are you mine…
It is said we remember all our thoughts…well, it is said…but however that may prove, our thoughts still belong to us, you, me…mine. If you would keep me, then; if you would keep your son or daughter or wife…speak to that me...