Entropy
A poem
Published in
Jan 11, 2021
An ominous spectacle
constellations on the surface of liquid
nested porcelain cups
that break all at once
understanding, finally
that the second law of thermodynamics
applies to you too.
A colossal shadow
festival of plague
the contagion of ecstatic entropy
drunk on avarice
feasting on freshly butchered
swan (song)
they behead the server
for the evening’s
entertainment.
Mere pageant
cut-rate façade
a horde of easy marks
lethal mindlessness
moving through a plume of confusion
hopelessly tangled lines
of faulty logic
sustained by dark mirth
no escape
not even in death…
because death does not cure insanity.
