The woman on the bus encounters time dilation
Daniel R. Jones
Physics says time slacks
in the gravity-well
of a celestial body:
An atomic clock set at sea-level
will tick a tad slower than one
suspended in space.
Her car died but she
wasn’t afforded the luxury,
so she hobbles down East Washington
to a dead-end
job, cursing the cold,
constructing her own theory of timespace:
Time slows under the gravity of events.
A call from jail, a sudden death, a miscarriage
When she lost custody of her
everything, time halted.
“Hell hath no fury like a woman” sans her son.
Taking the 17 to the 8, she
walks the rest-
She proves her love
she won’t count the blocks
or the hours of overtime
those, too, drag bad as a black hole
and she’s waiting