Neutrino
One night alone a neutrino touched my skin.
The merest brushing as of antennae,
The suggestion of a whisper, caught my attention.
I thought, how strange, they usually pass straight thru me.
But with a caress lighter than an atom's breath
It slid among the hair on my arm like a miniature pinball
Before sliding under the skin of the earth
To leave me in my reverie, wondering.
The merest brushing as of antennae,
The suggestion of a whisper, caught my attention.
I thought, how strange, they usually pass straight thru me.
But with a caress lighter than an atom's breath
It slid among the hair on my arm like a miniature pinball
Before sliding under the skin of the earth
To leave me in my reverie, wondering.