Credo
witch hunt in the third millennium the deeds of the dead exhumed the strings postulated
spring again / the race continues / for supersymmetry
finger-snapping the ruined sheets and power suits that can be triaged into toss piles—if we give them the vote they could still be beautiful
ocean breeze / instead of missing mass / let's change Newton
supernovae always being superseded in the heavens by the recognition of spin and gaslight
haystack-high leaf pile / a lost neutralino / too cold or too hot
Jupiter glitzy in the pre-dawn grey—no memory of walking the last half block or handing out the coins that used to jingle
Christmas morning / the rumor of dark matter / just a rumor