Yesterday, three men sat in my living room.
Politics: assertive, intelligent, OCD.
Air Force: strong, inquisitive, depression.
Medicine: diligent, introverted, anxiety.
I sat in the lab of my living room
Watching them react
when their words touch and rumble and ruminate…
Blooms the atomic.
Small to sweeping,
Touch shows what it is,
What can be,
act, contact, react,
Weak alone, strong at once.
Opening truths and unfolding fears.
Disagreements aside, something has unified:
Three substances change the whole.
Three in one
room and yet I see four.