Entropy Elegy

This poem from the blog is exceptionally relevant today.


To the sum of a battle cry

can you help?  In the different selves

outside of oneself a sickness has taken

hold.  The sad melody of malady

gripping the heart gone

stunned by reality

seen in plain sight that no

one seems to see. I have

not the language to explain—but I try.  Too

many of this city’s people who would

rather go another day not thinking

because the things they cannot unlearn

are too scary.  Ugly truths

refuse to be forgotten climbing like aggressive

clematis choking out everything in its path

only to bloom and die year after year, after life-

times of forgotten ago.  Vines coil tight to find

stability for the rest of itself with violet and magenta

blooms which fall petal by petal, until they look

to the naked eye as to be dead.

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