the entropy of being alive
spaks a million contradictions
as sensory impulses
short-circuit over synaptic gaps
and project a chimera
of in-finite haves and finite have- nots
and
the wandering mind
fluid
in unison with this flux
rides a sine wave of imaginations
oscillating between
the trough of deeds and crest of desires
the troughs are shallow
and the crests are steep
and this imbalance
imponderable and inconsistent
adds infinite deviations of hyperbolic nature
to what would have been
a peaceful mind
i
have to learn
to live
in consonance
with
this chaotic calm within me
