lab assistant, young with the periodical table in
her eyes, readable & open intentions--protons
rotating around the nuclease at
greater & greater speeds--
element stacked upon element,
centrifuged & distilled to a
small electric spasm.
Now whenever she sees the widower scientist,
eyes to the ground.
17 September 2006
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