Little things like the second law of thermodynamics—
The Entropy of a system increases over time, Ms. D declared, her
chest burnt and rusting off in gamma-radiated flakes.
I craved the world for her, a world which keeps on spinning
through every death and not hers.
Flying is a power achieved in certain heavily sedated states,
I like to think. Those forces which accelerate disorder
multiply through the beatings of blackbird wings and tumultings of
inky motorcycles along their neon-night highways, like a dream
things go wrong and things move. In their blithe neverendingness, things don’t stop,
I guess. Thunk, an apple. How to calculate velocity,
how to calculate velocity.
Isabella – 6/27/16