You can see it from the corner of the eye
the world is fractal – it lies in pieces.
Wrong overlaps the right
it’s broken and there is no one there to fix it.
Shattered bits in an endless continuum
an existence on the border of decay
entropy will claim what’s left.
Losing it in this twisted place
who can blame you -
when the structure of space itself
is smashed and minced to particles.
The universe is upside down
you’re only falling –
falling through space and time
barely touching anything.
Your existence has no effect
on the chaos all around.
Should we not cluster
and bring order to this mayhem?
As mass we will gain velocity
but also we’ll become inert.