The Magnificent Physicist

In the middle of the night

When everyone hides

She crawls under her blanket

Confronting the thoughts within

She shivers

Reminisces

Thinking about his four dimensions

And the physics that drove him mad

Beautifully mad

 

In the middle of the night

When everyone hides

She whispers his name

Drizzling tears

And it echoes under the ground

In his grave

 

© 2012 ALIA SULTAN

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