Saturday, June 2, 2007

Entropy (the better chemistry poem)

Entropy: a measure of disorder in a system

Tropical starburst, seltzer water.
Headlights in the darkness,
tears that turn your eyesight into bursts of color.
Dried flowers, ancient paper crown.
Duct tape, thumping base.
Screams released into the depths of a pillow,
hairspray, milk left out on the counter.
Books scattered, an attempt at
productivity.
Sunburned lips, salty tongue,
acoustic guitar, sleeping girl with running mascara.
Je ne veux pas travailler.
Her parents are hippies, they collect
egg shells and banana peels to recycle-
over the year they will become soft dark earth.
The banana peels, not her parents.
A crown of dandelions, a third grade skill never forgotten.
Lists written of things to do, places to go
people to call and to see.
Lost somewhere in the wild cartwheel of it all,
the memory of what it was she came here to do.
She is a loosely bound molecule,
her electrons bounce between energy levels.
Her potential is minimal,
her disorder immeasurable.

1 comment:

quonnie4 said...

if your entropy is high, then you got it made in the shade later, babe.
it will all return to that familiar sense of nonsense.