Remains of sandwich wraps and empty coffee mugs,
On the counters, amidst papers, computers, and
Devices made by the Ancients –still to be explored.
Nearby the hum of servers and the whir of computer fans
Ever present in the lab. So full of thoughts and ideas, and
Yes, the most brilliant mind in two galaxies.

Midnight has come and gone, but what is time here?
Can hours be counted the same way on another planet? And still
Keep everyone safe by continously invoking technological miracles?
Ages ago, it seems when the other scientists left for bed. He
Yawns, rests his head on forearms, now asleep –Rodney McKay.