Dad Science Poems

When I was a child, some aliens abducted my dad.
They experimented on him and they drove him mad.
They returned my dad and their experiment changed...

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His name was Carson Wetherstrum,
and his childhood wasn’t grand,
his mother was plain trailer trash,
his father a confidence man.

He never knew his dad that much,
and only...

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Man, then Woman

Our Father, which art in heaven,
   is male we perceive,
He first created Adam,
   then He created Eve.

Several thousand years...

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I am an Alchemist, not a Manifestor - I am grateful I realized the difference. 
I would know in my mind, and wait my due...

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Tiny Flaws?

I’d bet dollars to donuts mine’s smaller than yours
(am I still on the subject of flaws?) “Not my Quark!”
though sharp eyes of beholder’s perceptions...

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I
watched
attentively as
each fold was
creased so carefully and precisely,
and then tested with great care to exact the chosen form.
It was made worthy
of long, sustained
flight to compete
with...

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My Gentlemen, 
I have done all it takes.
Made fore my man, was a formless frame
Worked by a wombsman, unplaned, clear of grain
A brittle whittled acorn...

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...It was no life she’d imagined,
but she had no other real choice,
and she did grow to care for him,
gave him ten little girls and boys.

Decades...

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...It took several weeks, but he quickly found
a strange chemical to the water bound,
clearly synthetic, so he went online,
was astonished by what he didn’t find.

There...

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The endless fight seemed to come to an end,
the toxic nature beaten out of men
by lessons taught, and pressure from above,
the masculine had surrendered to...

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C:
  I journeyed long upon the way, e-mailed through your router
  hello "Henry", good to greet, I am in your computer
  I...

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...A flush of green-yellow liquid poured out
and disappeared into a large floor drain,
a fetal figure was slumped in the chamber,
and to Tom he couldn’t seem...

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Disability, Illness and Fundamentalism

My brother died of Cystic Fibrosis, 
When I was twelve and he fourteen, 
It took away his ambitions, 
To study at Oxford...

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 I woke to a tune playing in my head
that was Tim, my mom timed him to wake me.
Tim's a telepathic, implant, module
and till I...

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More rain.
The pavement is dark with wet and I’m inside
Reading by cloudy light.
Eyes straining. 
Orson Scott Card makes my head ache
As much as he makes...

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