Nowhere Somewhere

Most events seem independent.
However superstitiously
You choose to tilt your lucky cap,

Love, stars, and lotteries don’t care.
And yet the physicists model
The universe as quantum fields,

Continuous, vast swarms of waves,
And happily experiment
To prove long-range entanglement.

What gives? Is it all connected
Or isn’t it? Correlation
Drops to zero so frequently,

You’d have to believe instruments
Are simply too crude to catch it,
And if only non-zero links

Exist, it’s as good as a host
Of near infinitely weak ghosts
Faintly clouding your perception.

Maybe that’s it. Maybe it is
All as good as one, connected.
Still there’s nothing somewhere in it.