Oppenheimer's ghost tries combinations on Pandora's box
He still believes you can break into infinity.
He makes the rounds in a greyscale Hades,
still symbol crazy
carrying a laptop with a key board, but minus a monitor.
He quotes the Bhagavad Gita to anyone who will listen
but they all stay clear cuz he never showers
He wants to be rescued
and watches the sky for flying saucers.
He's gone down hill with his box of prescription pills
dreaming of the days he wrestled with wave forms
and those mornings the sky came down to meet his eyes---
the days he felt just one more calculation could trigger a transformation.
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