The Future by Anthony Francesco
The Large Hadron Collider
in Geneva Switzerland
is designed to crack open the Easter eggs
of atoms to find their component parts.
"Well, theres no god in here," scoffs the scientist
and scrawls another tick mark on the list.
So after "they" did away with the stained glass faces
and far fetched explanations for foreign sensations
the seeking Don Quixotes adjust microscopes
and fine toothed combs,
look to neurons and isotopes
to determine why we die alone.
Nomenclature laden annotations for
each neurosis and vagrance,
classifications and personality tests
on a pamphlet inside a "Woe-B-Gone"
do-it-yourself kit, that rattles to the cadence of
Treadmill, rabbit, Fishing Pole, Carrot.