Schrödinger’s Letter

As long as the envelope is unopened

it is both good news and bad.

Not knowing is both hopeless and hopeful,

and there is no joy in such a state.

Anticipation is a rusty blade that

slips into the gut faster than pain, but

the anticipation gives the blade a twist

and the pain is there. The twist of fate.

The autobiographical plot-twist,

and there is no end to this without

opening that damn envelope.

‘Wanting to know' battles ‘it’s better

not to know.’  Fear of not knowing

begins to hurt worse than fear of

knowing.  Eventually.  To know

‘Knowing’ is, however, the natural

death of hope.  Not knowing is the

most essential ingredient of Hope.