A meditation on the structure of a punch

there’s a moment
almost immeasurable
when the heart rate increases
breathing becomes shallow
muscles tense
the eyes narrow in
a foot pivots
hips rotate
an arm extends
like a piston in
an engine at top dead center
that one connects with another
its damn near spiritual
bells ring
stars flash
and the chin music
is at full blast
this instant
is a zenith of higher existence
a transcending actualization
of objective truth
and one helluva lesson
in physics