When I heard about entropy,

I remember knowing it to my core,

Feeling it in my bones that it was true,

That everything tends to go from order 

Into chaos.

I don’t fight the futile.

I operate along the river of beauty 

That is destruction.

I dance in the waves that beat the shore.

All the energy I had wasted

Working against My Beloved,

Waging war against time and mortality,

Now goes into Living. sans scapegoat,

Sans apology, sans exhaustion,

Seeing My Beloved as

My Believed In and My Disbelief.

-jenn