The physicist had reached the end

of equations he’d toiled for years.


Excited, he called an old friend,

to invite him out for some beers.


When asked about the occasion,

he smugly announced he’d worked out

the quark confinement equation,

beyond any shadow of doubt.

For strings of ev’ry dimension

his elegant math had held true;

no one could argue dissension!


When there was no response,      he knew,

informed       by silence         on the phone,

how      far      he’d     come                                                 to be alone.


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