I think of Stephen Hawking
sitting in his wheel chair
his atrophied body
slumped to one side
looking out at the world
through a vacant stare
but looking more deeply
into his eyes
I see he isn't really there
he's parsecs away
riding a photon
through a new galaxy
singing e=mc squared
listening to music
only he can hear
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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