Wheelchair Quantum

Wheelchair Quantum
Is this a new line in quantum poetry. It`s poetry and not poetry coexisting in one quantum Y/A section?

Atom smashing by Penfoldius Gobers

We split the atom with mighty whacks
until all that’s left are the cracks in the cracks
Into these I climb to walk the line
between voodoo and quantum mechanics

Splitting the atom is a messy affair
so we leave it to someone with sandals and long hair
Who thinks of phase and spin and cosmic string
Of parralell dimensions accessible by wheelchair

Heisenberg Bohr, Planck and Dirac
These are the sorcerers of the new era
Who have seen further
Who have swum deeper

Schrodinger thought that he`d put his cat
into a box with a gun to its head
but its not dead or alive at this junction
We await the collapse of the wave function

We split the atom with mighty whacks
until all that’s left are the cracks in the cracks
Into these I climb to walk the line
between voodoo and quantum mechanics

We genuflect to Penfold, he’s
The greatest sage in history
His wisdom knows no Earthly bounds
He wears a master’s robe and crown
From his alter in the clouds
His verses make our country proud
We bow to you, oh glowing one
You’re really frikkin funny, son…

Quantum Power Wheelchair demonstration