Poem by R.M. Dolin
Suddenness of Entropy
So many nights,
like so many others,
can’t produce planned outcomes.
If only Schroedinger’s cat
really were in two states,
then perhaps night could come
with beacons to spotlight
our suddenness of entropy,
the pattern of dust drawing down
the rugged road we left behind,
settling in ways that
reveal our rush toward destiny
measured against the level to
which we’re generally unprepared.
We tell stories to avoid truths
all too present to be imagined away.
Tales so tall they can’t come close
to the loss we feel when caught
in inevitable outcomes
yet to be determined.
From chapter 1 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “Trophic Cascade.” Jake and the ANA have just found out that a woman’s been killed at Miguel ranch while attacking a man, and Sympatico is missing. As Jake rushes to Sympatico’s room to verify she’s really gone, emotions he thought were dead forever, rush through him in ways he can’t control.
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