The obstacle predicts the angle of the flow,
if speed is also factored, which, of course.
Volume I imagine would be a key part
of the equation, with gravity filling out
the whole enchilada. Gravity's big.
I don't know all that much is what I'm saying.
The melted cheese flowed seemingly slowly
from my fork, around its tines down to my lap,
with more volume than I'd want on my new
corduroys, let alone those I wore specifically for
a first date. My face I bet was grave.