Gravity rarely does what
We want gravity to do.
You could almost say Newton
Unified the cussedness
Of falling things and Einstein
Added time fell, too.
The trick of light and heavy
Is not that they fall the same,
Their pride before them,
But in just how gravity
Twists each differently,
Letting some escape
Temporarily,
Letting some be whisked away
By lesser forces,
Lesser destinies, their own
Motivations, discarded
Items blown back in the face
While the clutched and most precious
Slide out of our grasp.
Gravity will not behave
In accordance with even
The gracefully unified
Theories of everything else.
Gravity is memory
And the end of memory,
History slid off the shelf.
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