Fuck you, Entropy

Fuck you, Entropy

By dan ankers

I walk around here with my head held high

In defiance of death itself

The waiter brings my food out promptly, teeming with effervescent pride

Because, Fuck you, Entropy

That’s why

The Earth seems to get choked up, from time to time

And the seasons are proof of the emotions of God

While all supplication is done to no one in particular

Though merely by asking, we show belief in something greater than ourselves

And yet the Earth seems to mock us

and

The Cosmos are withdrawn

And tears in the sky

Wash away our sidewalk chalk-drawing lives

Because time paints on a much greater canvas than

You or I do

But Fuck you, Entropy

Just because

You cannot have my moments, bathing

In the Sun

And I will not bow down

No matter how Peaceful

Nor Graceful

Death sells itself as a package deal

Along with living life and getting-by

Cruel brother entropy

You cannot purloin these moments

Though I suppose

Once you have stolen every last one of them

How will I ever know you have

Them at all?

I guess I shall have to see, but in the meantime

I will not decay

No, Fuck you, Entropy

This life is here to stay