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half life

by George Hoerner

i am this man

before me in the mirror

more than half lived

like almost spent uranium

my half life grows short

but with enough energy

to produce activity

for some time to come

thrashing through life

with no control rods

except those self imposed

constantly searching for

additional fuel

feeling the need

to continue this reaction

possibly even until

melt down

the initial half nearly lost

barely remembered except

for those occasional encounters

with other like minded

celestial bodies at which time

sparks fly while fireworks

light the evening sky

as two are combined

however briefly

as the uncertainty principal

produces sufficient energy

for the reaction to continue

whilst the two bodies

test their congeniality

and combinatorial equations

determine the stability

of this combination

whether an almost

infinitesimal encounter or

something more lasting

each has always registered

some permanent indentation

on this psyche

12/04/2004

Author's Note: revision of a previously posted piece.

Posted on 02/04/2008
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 02/05/08 at 07:18 AM

Radioactive decay has never sounded so good. An excellent anology it is; I've tried to pull it off myself actually (I even had a piece with the same title) but I pretty much failed. You have not failed - great poem indeed, very well done.

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