Unlearning Physics

It has been theorized

that the night will be long

when I follow you.

Each footfall creates

an awkward combination

of trough and crest,

necessitates an arched eyebrow

from you.

I throw out all my lessons

in physics when I say

the absence of light

leads us down an infinite corridor

that never finds its final wall.

I ponder on matter

when I imagine two bodies of gravity

colliding

without any object

moving

to remember the instance.

That only proves: 

Energy misinterprets self-conservation

when it fails to expend itself,

a decision made in vain

to expect magnitude

from a single body.