“science,” he said

fueled by hours of study

constant flow of coffee

and bongs delivering really good shit

“science is writing a bunch of stuff down”

and right he was

but stuff

there’s the rub

stuff matters

the right stuff

the real stuff

stuff that lives out there

on the far end of the curve

stuff that no matter how it is

disavowed, declaimed, defamed

just won’t go away

stuff that is the same for you

and me and thee

the object of science to discover

then destroy if it can

stuff

the learned province of the few

not the dim realm

of dragons, magic, mystery and fear

for those trapped

at the far end of that same curve

impossible to escape

for they know not where they are

treat them gently

as you would someone

who cannot see

Copyright Michael Douglas Scott
2/1/20