Quantum Unentanglement

​by Bob Dougherty
 
I’m sitting still on my hill in Tiburon, California.
My only motion, my pen tracing on paper,
or should I include the rotation of Earth on its axis?
At this latitude my pen is flying
at 900 miles per hour.      
Well —  I suppose I could go
completely Copernicus
and include the speed vector
of Earth around the Sun, but the Sun
is just an average star orbiting
within our Milky Way galaxy and the Milky Way
is orbiting within a cluster of galaxies
and the cluster is ad infinitum…
 
Then to complicate things, the axes of all these
astronomical megastructures are not aligned;
so to calculate the speed vector
of my pen’s cursive temporal course
through the space-time continuum
would be a herculean endeavor with infinity
as an unreachable boundary
and the speed of light
as the limit of speed.  
 
Chaos theory would imply my pen
is moving at all speeds simultaneously
as slow as zero and approaching the speed of light. 
With one exception:  it is traveling in all directions
and it is writing about everything
including nothing.
 
So Albert, what’s the point anyway? 
Maybe the point is a point,
a point in time and space,
my hill in Tiburon.