Lior's Dream

[thesilentpoet]

The companion poem to this Hal's Nightmare. It crosses Schrodinger's Heroes, and my original series, 64-squared. It's being posted as part of the week's DIY Serial Poetry Challenge.

Lior's Dream

Lior’s studies took her any number
of unusual places, although her
research into particle specifics
of physics was the more normal
of any. She spent many days
bent over materials, under
Alex’s watchful eye.
She never did go into much detail,
of course, but this was a team,
who was used to the strange.

She started sneaking in
biscuits from her world
for Tim the Tentacle Monster,
once she realized he
was not so much a monster
as an overgrown puppy
with too many arms.
She spent hours here
and there
with Ash, Bailey, and Morgan,
smoothing out the kinks
in her theories.
No one asked how
she had got there.

This was her dream,
she realized,
to have a team
like this one,
to learn, to love, to laugh
with your family,

but this was not her team.
These were not her heroes,
and she had her demons
to fight.