Small Particles in the Small Hours

Yawn,

Dawn

Five o nine,

Swiss time;

An accurate

Fate.

Shift essential,

Tangential

To the Jura

Mandala.

As the hadrons collide,

I’m counting beside

The flickering green

Of my screen.

Here in Higgs’ Field

I keep my eyes peeled,

For each mil-billionth strike

Might give the psych-

Ological boost

Of being the first

Who saw the collision,

Revealed the Higgs boson.

Briefly. 

But just one illicit

Blink and I’ll miss it.

Too much strain

For dawn brain;

And does matter

Matter

That much?

What

Was that?

A quicker

Flicker.

Did I just close on

My boson?

‘Standard Model’ perfection!

Professorial election

Nobel genuflection

…and pension protection.

Though, just on reflection,

Our model excludes gravitation.

Da capo