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Professor Plum at the LHC
By ruthless48
a proton at the Large Hadron Collider
in the dark will zip and
sing
27 km
up to 7 TeV
bent by
superconducting magnets
a hellbent zing
it's
aiming for its twin
with precision under six detectors' eyes
to annihilate with perfection, existence in collision revise
its own bullet on cryogenic beamlines
like I'm
shooting straight at you
to crush your skull into string
theory's new dimension
matter~antimatter
then we're
through
i would slam myself to a quark-gluon plasma
to see death crystalize your eyes
i would travel the
collider's vacuum tunnel
to see you ripped of your disguise
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Copyright 2012 ruthless48
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A former member wrote:
I love the style of this poem. It has the vivid imagery of creation and destruction in it's most primal scream. Great write!
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On Thursday, March 15, 2012, ruthless48
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wrote:
thank you, quantum physics is my playground
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