In Praise of Entropy


Everything  runs down,

Down, down, down,

Everything runs down.


The sun burns up,

The earth ages,

Showing to all space its wrinkles and wrecks.

The seasons are ever changing

As the earth and all the planets

Wind down.


Gravity loses is grip.

Everything is letting go.

Truth: “the center will not hold.”

Truth: “everything runs down.”


--February 6, 2013