So What
For me the great truths are laced with hysteria.
How many Einsteins can we tolerate?
I leap into the uncertainty principle.
After so many smears you want to wash it off with a laugh.
ha ha you say. So what if it's a melt down?
Last lines to poems I will write immediately.
Prairie Schooner, Vol. 71, No. 1 (Spring 1997), p. 110