in the same way nothing cant stand itself
and how the distance between stuff keeps expanding
to confound its own notion of gravity
swarms
in the mixing of dyed oils and diffusing gasses
i had my tamarind duck and was listening to ray charles
eating while i drove
duck- thai ice tea
isnt equilibrium an ordered state
that was a thought i had
steward of nature
in creative destruction an aristocracy of chance finally gives way to a ground state
if you could bet on the distance between molecules
you could challenge that god damn demon