new realities by Herb Kauderer

new realities
Herb Kauderer

in the core
of an L-5 habitat
a group gathers
to share fanfare

inside a sensor glove
a hand squeezes

& somewhere
tachyons respond

another hand strums air

the room is filled
with guitar chords

the band plays
without strings
or brass or drums

without even gravity

offering celebration
for a new settlement
two solar systems away

distant cousins
touched only
inside quantum entangled
cyberspaces

adjusting to new realities
with old melodies

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