Two-Up One-Down Blues [sonnet]

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Gyrating madly on a point of light
the proton placed its hand on Jesus’ thigh.
“I need your help, old son”, while staring right
into his eyes. “I cannot tell a lie;
’cause in my whirly heart are vexsome quarks
preventing me from my affinity
for melding with electron-induced sparks”
(intent on losing its virginity).
But Jesus didn’t give that proton leave
to jilt its plasma furnace for a fling.
“You’re just a hadron, man. Don’t be naïve.
Just let kinetic gluon do its thing”.
So proton stayed confined to atom’s soul
while longing for electron’s blackened hole.
© Alan Morrison, 2013

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