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

-JG

Yes, i still think of suicide

fuck arguing
let’s fight
tooth and nail
fist and jaw
true justice
and natural law
not like these
pussies parading around
passively protesting
with idle threats
if it’s war they want
then cardboard signs
are what we’re going to get
let’s raise hell
that’s what i’m doin’
with these words
shorthand rants
and micro philosophies
i may be in the system
but i am not part of the program
i am a mass of human
walking among the urban elves
being poisoned
by their twisted morals
androgynous shoe gazing tones
they call music
and their nebulous knowledge
of bullshit

-JG