Sunday, August 3, 2014

Poem: All the King’s Men



Each day you put it together
What entropy has undone
You brush and shower
You stretch and run

You wash dishes
And sweep floors
You run errands
And do chores

But in the end
And in the beginning
And everywhen in between
Entropy …
Entropy is winning
Winning everything you’ve seen

Though life be undone
Live the life you dream
And entropy will say you’ve won
You’ve won,
You’ve won everything you’ve seen.