Between
the time I quit
My fourth old college try
Taking
Philosophy of Physics
Stuck
in the shallow end
Timidly aware of depths beyond
Teeming
with intellectual sharks
All
frantically feeding
On the analytical chum
Of cerebral double
talk
Laced
with two parts mumbo jumbo,
Three parts theoretical calculus
And
all of it funneled down the wormhole
Of my misunderstanding
In
the end I understood one concept
A
brief two lines of a fifth rate hypothesis
Concerning
four trees
And Newton’s fateful apple
Suddenly
dropped into my awareness
A
miniscule bite
That tasted comprehensible
If a sixth tree
appears of similar proportion
Though physically
dissimilar in intrinsic aesthetics
The blunt force of
postulate A
Compounded annually
Will distract gravity
at the sub vector
Such that,
Subject B at event
horizon Q
Will virtually erect
Parallel singular
lines F and U
As terminus points
That
and a dollar bought me soda and a vacation
3
years in community college limbo
Before
college try five gave way
To
the success of number six
I
had understood one concept
In
an unfathomable discipline
An
accomplishment sweet enough
To
justify a hasty retreat
Before
the blood in the water spread
Along
the Y axis into oblivion
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