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This poem came out of the September 1, 2015 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] alexseanchai, [personal profile] mama_kestrel, [personal profile] technoshaman, and Anthony Barrette. It also fills the "enthused" square in my 8-31-15 card in the Tones Bingo fest, and the "thief" square in my 6-10-15 card for the [community profile] genprompt_bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by LJ user Ng_moonmoth. It belongs to the Schrodinger's Heroes project.


"Of Cats and Cosmic Strings"


They could never quite tell
which cat had started it all,
because by the time that
Alex and Ash got the controls
to stop yowling with alarms,
Good!Schrodinger and
Evil!Schrodinger were both
curled around the ball of
cosmic string with claws out.

Regrettably that was the moment
when Evil!Schrodinger managed
to get his teeth into the thing and
dart away down the hall, trailing
a few fragments of reality and
irrational numbers along the way.

"We need to get that thing away
from him before he figures out
how to open it," Bailey said, and
everyone nodded agreement.

"Working on it," said Alex,
her fingers busy at the keyboard.

"Uh huh," Chris said, and
moseyed out of the room.

"I'll see about getting
the dimensional door open,"
Ash said, hunching over her laptop.

"I guess that leaves me on
cat-hunting duty," said Kay
as she beckoned to Bailey.

Evil!Schrodinger led them
on a not-so-merry chase
over half of Waxahachie,
with a pause for chasing
pigeons in the park and
another when they almost
caught him behind Surf'n'Turf.

The yarn store turned into
a free-for-all of flying fur and
unfortunately liberated fiber,
ending with Kay sorting through
the wreckage in hopes of finding
the cosmic string (no luck there) and
Bailey promising the distraught owner
that Alex would cover everything, yes,
even the qiviut (whatever that was).

Much to their frustration, they
wound up right back at the Tef,
where Chris strolled by with something
tied to a bootlace and Evil!Schrodinger
swarming along behind batting at it.

"Howdy," Chris said. "Alex is
trying to figure out which universe
needs its ball of cracks put back in it,
whatever that means. I'm just
walking the devil-cat back
to his own door."

"Where did you get that?"
Bailey asked, shaking his head.
"What even is that thing?"

"Out the tacklebox, and it's
a spinnerbait for catchin' bass,"
Chris said. "All's I had to do
was cut the hook off it."

"But what if he lets go of it
before we get him back to
the dimensional door?"
Morgan asked.

"Rrrrooowwwl," said the cat,
gnawing enthustiastically
at the sparkling prize.

Chris just laughed.
"You ever seen a cat
turn loose of anything
fluffy and shiny?"

* * *

Notes:

String Theory connects with the Theory of Everything and suggests that all matter actually consists of tiny vibrating loops. Among the phenomena suggested are cosmic strings, which are super-massive ultra-thin cracks in the universe(s).

Qiviut is musk-ox wool which may be spun into luxurious, extremely expensive yarn.

The Nichols Hologram spinnerbaits have skirts made with holographic tinsel like this. The smooth, solid pattern of the blades create a rainbow flash to attract bass, or in this case evil white cats. The fishing department is an excellent source of materials for constructing cat toys that are intended for use under human supervision; just don't let them chew off and swallow the parts.

(no subject)

Date: 2015-09-03 11:52 pm (UTC)
chanter_greenie: a slightly faded picture of a three-legged torbie kitty cat with a lot of rust coloring in her fur (supermodel kitty)
From: [personal profile] chanter_greenie
Ha! Go Chris! Practicalities for the win. :) I'm suddenly reminded of a shelter full of kitties who all seemed to adore the keys on my left belt loop... :)

I wonder if someone on the SH team might make use of the qiviut, if any of it's salvageable. Quinn? Hmm.

Even the qivuit!

Date: 2015-09-04 12:32 am (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
I wonder if any of the balls are unsalvageable, rather than merely ruffled into a less than pristine state. Now I keep wondering if that "bear" relative of Chris' would enjoy felted qivuit... or if the coffee table would!

(no subject)

Date: 2015-09-04 01:19 am (UTC)
siliconshaman: black cat against the moon (Default)
From: [personal profile] siliconshaman
Herding cats is entirely possible, if you realise that you don't drive so much as entice...and think like a cat.

Chris is definitely a cat person... you can't chase a cat and expect to achieve anything other than chaos. [which was probably Evil!Schrödinger's intention all along].

Re: Yes...

Date: 2015-09-04 01:23 am (UTC)
siliconshaman: black cat against the moon (Default)
From: [personal profile] siliconshaman
To herd cats you need only open a can of tuna, yell "Here kitty kitty kitty!" and walk in the direction you want the cats to go.

and try not to get tripped up, some cats are sneakier than others!

Re: Yes...

Date: 2015-09-04 01:38 am (UTC)
siliconshaman: black cat against the moon (Default)
From: [personal profile] siliconshaman
Oh Great Bast, yes... once the can is open what you are dealing with are basically fuzzy little velociraptors who know how to climb.

Re: Yes...

Date: 2015-09-04 03:30 am (UTC)
mdlbear: the positively imaginary half of a cubic mandelbrot set (Default)
From: [personal profile] mdlbear
I'm well known to have a fondness for sharp pointy things, but not when they're trying to climb up onto my shoulders.

Re: Yes...

Date: 2015-09-04 03:51 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Delphi once JUMPED from my jelly cabinet to my best friend's shoulder while we were sitting at the dinner table. She was a kitten and enjoyed showing off for her Uncle David! We were also eating and she figured there might be something good. And Skye would leap onto my shoulder from behind, whenever I bent over the kitchen counter because she was sure I must be doing something interesting. I got accustomed to it and never was really surprised by it. My Dad on the other hand...... oops! I would not have imagined she would do that with anyone but me. Nobody was hurt but my Dad was extremely startled.

When Delphi did it, Uncle David and I laughed about it and loved on her. Uncle Dee understood. And she still gets excited when he comes to visit.

Thanks for sharing this poem! I always love your work that involved cats. Maybe Victor and Igor will adopt a kitty someday? Some furry love might be healing for them.

-tresta

Re: Yes...

Date: 2015-09-04 10:24 am (UTC)
siliconshaman: black cat against the moon (Default)
From: [personal profile] siliconshaman
Cats are also good for children... especially when it comes to learning boundaries.

(no subject)

Date: 2015-09-04 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cat-sanctuary.livejournal.com
Purr! This poem is fluffy and shiny!

Thank you!

Date: 2015-09-05 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com
I'm glad you liked it. :D

My father laughed out loud over his copy. Day: made.

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