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I am living entropy dissolving
Into the uncaring sky
Surrounded by the cacophony of lives lived unseeing
Floating dissolution, dislocation
Piece by piece
I am my father’s child
Loveless and alone
Barren and old now
Fulfilling the genetic blueprint
Set far before I was born
Before the world even breathed it knew
Its end came as aspirin in water
Falling apart

Nothing material can withstand the gravity of time
We are made to be obsolete
To struggle with the blindness
Of stupid hope and the sense of eternity
That foolish egos indulge
Forgetting time existed before us and will prevail
As we are dust to dust
Spread on an indifferent wind
Across the endless sky

They’ve all gone before me
My little distant family
Left without a word forgetting
The aberrant child they never loved
So be it, I am used to separation
So this dissolving is expected, even welcomed
Even though there is pain
They will not return again
Not for me
And so my only sister, brother
Mother, father, family
Is entropy

(c ) Helen M Valentina 2018

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Entropy

  1. Hmmm. I think we all feel entropy once and a while Very good.

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