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Protons

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(a friend, his son)

“They said I should beam protons

into his brain

fuzzy with morphine

and pain

in the room where

he hung on shadows

of life, side by side

with death

waiting for me

that I might see his smile

a last time.

Where have you gone beams

of particles or light or waves

that my son

could not ride you

back to this world.

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