The Distance Formula – Dramatic Poem
02-10-2015
Author: Blog Editor in The Distance Formula
Act I
Flowers… from Genesis?
The card attached, a noctography
Waiting... Blind, the diagnosis.
The planet ready for re-entry.
A flash before the shock, the petals still wet,
This falsely animated decoration
Is also suspended consummation…
Act II
Radiating entities in the rear-view mirror,
Where are they going? Where do I want to be?
Only one place, but not too fast. It may be second sight:
To remove distance from the equation, everything
Returns to that event horizon preceding the Red Light.
Two oppositely charged particles opposing their fate,
And despite the frequency of Night Shifts
Some must wake while others sleep.
Yet who will persist through later dawn and
Bear dew’s assembly to watch over sheep?
Wound up like this watch, yet having no better sense of time,
We sound our horns at the slightest delay.
For every force there is an equal and opposite force;
But of course we couldn’t kill time without injuring Eternity,
Accelerating and colliding, but avoiding a source,
The accident that created this all.
Us, pre-literate children in front of the air bag warning.
If we remove time from the equation, immediately,
Then we could be elsewhere.
But to what degree?
Act III
It all began in a flash, the press of a key,
Ignition where evenings are sipped into obscurity.
And the oppression of tomorrow’s approach,
Inexpressible intentions pressured to predict
The result of first impressions…
“Me? I work in animal testing.”
Perhaps decompression is our purpose,
The rubber-painted roads a measure of our separation.
Why animal crossing signs? I thought we were animals.
I’ll not press the matter to the end of my wit,
Aware that the artifacts placed in this museum
Carry such a fraction of the consequence,
But this one, this part is greater than the whole.
And though The “Distance” Formula suggests alone
Which variable is most valuable, we find our way, or one.
About the Blogger: Brian Dean is an editor and critic who studied Literature at Florida State University. “The Distance Formula” is an exploration of the equally expansive landscapes of the world and the mind.
Flowers… from Genesis?
The card attached, a noctography
Waiting... Blind, the diagnosis.
The planet ready for re-entry.
A flash before the shock, the petals still wet,
This falsely animated decoration
Is also suspended consummation…
Act II
Radiating entities in the rear-view mirror,
Where are they going? Where do I want to be?
Only one place, but not too fast. It may be second sight:
To remove distance from the equation, everything
Returns to that event horizon preceding the Red Light.
Two oppositely charged particles opposing their fate,
And despite the frequency of Night Shifts
Some must wake while others sleep.
Yet who will persist through later dawn and
Bear dew’s assembly to watch over sheep?
Wound up like this watch, yet having no better sense of time,
We sound our horns at the slightest delay.
For every force there is an equal and opposite force;
But of course we couldn’t kill time without injuring Eternity,
Accelerating and colliding, but avoiding a source,
The accident that created this all.
Us, pre-literate children in front of the air bag warning.
If we remove time from the equation, immediately,
Then we could be elsewhere.
But to what degree?
Act III
It all began in a flash, the press of a key,
Ignition where evenings are sipped into obscurity.
And the oppression of tomorrow’s approach,
Inexpressible intentions pressured to predict
The result of first impressions…
“Me? I work in animal testing.”
Perhaps decompression is our purpose,
The rubber-painted roads a measure of our separation.
Why animal crossing signs? I thought we were animals.
I’ll not press the matter to the end of my wit,
Aware that the artifacts placed in this museum
Carry such a fraction of the consequence,
But this one, this part is greater than the whole.
And though The “Distance” Formula suggests alone
Which variable is most valuable, we find our way, or one.
About the Blogger: Brian Dean is an editor and critic who studied Literature at Florida State University. “The Distance Formula” is an exploration of the equally expansive landscapes of the world and the mind.
Comment
February 20, 2015 | 11:44 AM
J. Alfred Prufrock eat your heart out - this is quite good!
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