The ghost of my father sat in front of me

sprinkling salt into its beer.

The floor, wooden and sole soaked slick

I could just push my feet and rub my fingers.

“Give me more life,” I whispered.

I wanted to touch the flakes of rust

on the cooler, mingled with sweat.

Bottle caps everywhere; it didn't understand

the boredom.

My only sound was that of a screen door.

“My son will be a professor of physics in three years.”

“Like an ultimate fact without any cause, the individual outcome of a measurement is, however, in general not comprehended by laws. This must necessarily be the case …”

“In the new pattern of thought we do not assume any longer the detached observer, occurring in the idealizations of this classical type of theory, but an observer who by his indeterminable effects creates a new situation, theoretically described as a new state of the observed system. In this way every observation is a singling out of a particular factual result, here and now, from the theoretical possibilities, thereby making obvious the discontinuous aspect of the physical phenomena.”

“Nevertheless, there remains still in the new kind of theory an objective reality, inasmuch as these theories deny any possibility for the observer to influence the results of a measurement, once the experimental arrangement is chosen.”