Sunday, January 24, 2010

Soggy Toes

A continuous flow of
industrialised explorers
in a white sheet of slips
and soggy toes.

Pencil thin grey line
bisecting through.
They equipped with
tan briefcases

March of the pension fund,
a 9:30 with Hans -
fiscal report -
and soggy toes.

Entropy

if i was a scientist
and i read patterns then
this is one i see. We all die,
one day,
time means absolutely nothing
and
will eventually mean nothing.

Time can go in any direction
you want it to.
Scientifically there is no reason
it should always go in one
- entropy -
maybe one day maybe
time will be released.

This strange barrier will shift,
paradigm.
Cracked eggs will be reformed
crying over unspilt milk.
Take back the shit
we flushed away.
No more regret,