Poem -
INTO ENTROPY
with a sand-weevil thespian mind attuned
to shaking spears before quills
we wage war upon peace with our goons
glinked in grease
to ease the squeak
of our fear, where our gears
grind Hope
into
Entropy.
and Stars
into
a Length
of
Rope.
" Fini. "
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Very clever poem here August. A connec to on between media and mass psychology I reckon. Enjoyed. Might I ask if the artwork is yours too? Its stunning. Peace and smiles.
Wow! You spoke my language in this.
Entropy indeed... when the randomness in the machine goes rogue like hyper-immunity eating itself.
SHALOM