9/22/2006

Entropy of Thought

You won't find solace
here

at the bottom

of a cask
or a soot-filled

heart

but in
the sober

night

a tiny
fleck of vision

extracts
itself from

living-

forms
pattern

in the chaos.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

forms patterns in the chaos....

shanna baldwin-moore.... hawaiian haiku said...

your poetry rings a bell
awesome
shanna

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