Beat With Me

In the final 40 minutes of The Theory of Everything, the movie about Steven Hawking’s life and achievements, I paused it 7 times in moments of inspiration to write 7 poems. I’ve decided not to edit any of these (spelling errors amok). As a relevant aside, in my high school philosophy class, I asserted that the concept of choice was nothing more than an illusion; 15 years later (a couple years ago) when I studied Hawking’s principle on black hole radiation and the mutability of the universe, it changed my mind. This is poem 3:

No amount of poetry
internal resonant frequency
will let you truly know me
as I’ll never know you too.

No proper delivery
No Acoustic fidelity
or even videography
will let me feel being you.

But on some shallower level
we can bump to music
find inner chaos together
then shake it off and lose it.

Life is a game that no one wins
but a collective group of experiences
and I believe that choice is real
so beat with me if your heart feels.

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