Force and axis
A poem about where the laws of physics fail
Life’s a game of force and axis,
An arrogant bet on the self who always aches to disobey
Made subdued with time and habit
Sometimes, a well-sung cliché
Life’s a game of back and forth
Where observers will rarely say ‘Olé’
Given the accident of birth,
You gift yourself the willingness to stay
Life’s a game of spin and substance
Of celestial bodies and tiny specs that melt atop your tongue
All it takes is the inner balance
To smile at the space through which you’re flung
Inner chaos sees you hurt and hit,
Rips you from attached to detached
But what fun is the pull of it,
What joy is in the speed, the shuddering, the crash!
Because you’re a miracle beyond ones and zeroes
An entity of lump and grace
Both fearfully askew and pitifully bound
You bend the spin, the charge, the waves
You’re the rule and the exception
Which even entropy obeys
The whole firmament cracks to your will
Through you, the whole damned structure cracks and breaks.
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