Happy Friday, my friends, another blessed weekend pounces upon us like a happy cougar greeting an old friend. That probably happens.
A few weeks ago we enjoyed a piece that referenced one of Newton’s Laws of Motion. In the comments, someone asked whether I was going to do a complementary poem for the remaining laws and I thought that a marvellous notion. And here we are, enjoy!
“From Husk Till Brawn” July 18, 2020.
The sun and your stomach are rapidly sinking, ephemeral descent evaporating prevailing warmth
Clasping hands, the shadows elongate until light is but a figment of exposed memory
Even this frantic speed is significantly eclipsed by the achingly instantaneous pace of dread
A bizarrely cognizant locomotive, charging down profoundly damaged rails, brakes wholly inoperable
There is no dim twilight, no vague crepuscular wonder, only the darkness of midnight and a desperately frigid dawn
Limitless Vantablack canvass coloured exclusively with paint fabricated of the same
But filled in with intense concentration, a sundered barrier harkens severe and irrational consequences
Yet strokes rapidly grow increasingly broad with progressive erraticism and a creeping recklessness
The invisible lines patiently awaiting violation, their timeless existence long established
Near-omnipotent inelegance well ingrained and endlessly refined
Still, ever indelibly bound by unbreakable creed, indestructible laws both existential and organic
Met in an atomic courtroom, where judicious delegates will, in perpetuity, defend composition’s delicate precision
Blessed innocence invariably prevailing, metaphysical justice being mercifully incorruptible
Every singular action always remembering its innate p’s and q’s
These flawlessly ordained equals and exquisite sibling opposites.
A few notes/ considerations…
In the third line, I wanted to say, “speed of fright” but it sounded disproportionately clunky to everything around it. Just know that it’s there albeit in vague referential form.
Who is/ are your, “judicial delegates”? Popular options tend to include; a higher power, significant other, medication, exercise, really anything which prevents you from breaching whatever intractable line(s).
Obviously, we went with the second law today. Inserting F=MA into a poem should certainly be interesting and fun moving forward though.
Thank you so much reading, I am the one who is blessed.
-Alex Blaikie
Dread Poets Sobriety 
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