Through the smoky vortices
True, thought there be more to see
Systems seeming orderly
But entropy, it borders me
Disorderly, my order reeks of
fleur-de-lis fluidity
Not stoic, intrinsically, you got to
seek lucidity
“Instability: A Basic Understanding
of an Addicted Lifers Guide to the
Galaxy”
An Eventuality, you're bound to read
Altering, hourly, at first
then second by second
Palpably, powering a burst
When echo embedded
Ebb eating edifice
erasing epic edicts of emperess
Though pages fade like perceived
permanence
You break this plague of deceived
determinance
True sage display see sleek somnolence
As chaos flays keen clean cognizance
of causes and opposites,
statics, negatives, positives
Effects, abjects, adjectives, objects,
appositives
Ephemeral electrons changing constant
charges
of protean proton protoplasm
constantly crushing under chronoclasm
The only “meant to be”
is Entropy
