I’m feeling like my life is
run by stoichiometry
hedged in on all sides by
unbreakable geometry
defined by mobility
money time credentials
feeling grim deficient
in all of the essentials
I push the numbers ‘round
to feel I’m keeping busy
trying to see something new
in them makes me dizzy
all things must be conserved
entropy paid its due
I don’t know how the hell
the extra push I need could get through
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