NaPoWriMo #24
(ENTROPY) THE POEM NOT HERE
sorry I wrote a poem that wouldn't finish
not even for this project
it was full of entropy
the heat death of a house and a family
many houses many families
the way an old root cellar still exists
even when plowed under
negative space/verso/broken mold/lacuna
a thing that contains itself
and the thing that replaces it
so here you have a poem that contains itself
and is the replacement for another thing.
.
True story. The poem not here might be called entropy, or maybe that's just its nature. It got too big to compose on my phone, it needed research notes and images. It's something I want to work on after April poems are done (soon!!).
sorry I wrote a poem that wouldn't finish
not even for this project
it was full of entropy
the heat death of a house and a family
many houses many families
the way an old root cellar still exists
even when plowed under
negative space/verso/broken mold/lacuna
a thing that contains itself
and the thing that replaces it
so here you have a poem that contains itself
and is the replacement for another thing.
.
True story. The poem not here might be called entropy, or maybe that's just its nature. It got too big to compose on my phone, it needed research notes and images. It's something I want to work on after April poems are done (soon!!).