Paul found a basket of cold stars.
When he grabbed one,
his fingers stuck to it.
He thought he accidentally
blundered upon the answer
for cold fusion as an energy source.
Then he thought
his fingers were wet from licking them
and they froze to a cold object.
Then he remembered a photo exhibit
of people who volunteered to lick
wintery metal poles.
Almost everyone wore a stocking cap.
The yarn color was different
for each person.
The artist’s statement mentioned
she brought a blow torch to heat the metal
to release the people’s tongues.
Paul recalled he was on an errand
to purchase milk and sliced bread
when he found a basket of cold stars.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney