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Boltzmann’s wet dream

                                           In approximately ten
                                         to the power of ten
              to the power of fifty years from now
                   it’s been hypothesized
                  the entropy in what we call
                the universe will fluctuate
                                           just enough
                            for the disembodied
                brains to appear
                                                 in the vacuum
               like space ghosts
                                   roving the outskirts
of the very end of everything


                   who are these observers
                   will they even know themselves
                                   thinking, remembering
          fluctuating from above


  the iron stars collapsing
from quantum tunneling
   becoming neutron stars melting
                      into shattered black holes
                              subatomic particles
   all matter gone


you’re not supposed to make sense
                       you’re disallowed
           you’re a problem
          you’re the last sparks of phantom life
                    before it bangs like bubbles again


   you take the number of all the ways
    every subatomic particle
      can be combined
          you multiply it by ten
          to the power of ten
          to the power of ten
          to the power of fifty six
a rounding error


                              the time it will take
                              for one of the bangs
                    to start to look like this again





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Us

The last thing he saw was a rolling
paper made out of rice stuck in
a spiderweb beneath the

what was he even looking at exactly

would have been peeled back in layers
undetected until fully rooted down below
this connection establishes itself
during which it’s transferred

We’ve been lucky that most not only
don’t notice but they don’t even try to exploit
our own vulnerabilities in the wormway
under the cover of darkness the necessity
of sleep it’s not perfect but it’s working

This one wakes up without the alarm going off
so we never know if he’s awake or what
& there’s been complications
more incidents of portal breaching
with clear signs of recall signatured
we think some of them have seen us

I bet it’s warm like a bonfire
    a proximity that ripples out
  shines brighter on a map or mind
  a sea of flesh & fluids seamlessly
         intertwined tesselating from above
        there’s something about us
                     that you need
               like you’ve been here 
                or like you’re never
                       coming back




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The narrator

                                                    What is waiting on
                                                 the other side
                                              for us
                                           waiting
                                        on the other side
                                     for us
                                  is it some kind of
                               scanner
                            that detects it
                          rippling
                       pushing through
                     or did you know
                  did you know already
                it would happen
              it already happened
            like a story
         that crescendos
      right before the alarm
   goes off—the alarm
goes off

We figured it out
  before you were awake
     or even born from luca
         the map is like a song
             to us we know it
                so well
                    we can see you coming
                        from a mile away in it
                           it’s not like we own you
                              but you’re compromised
                                 it’s programmed
                                     like a pattern of blocks
                                         the more you taste it
                                             the closer you come
                                                 you’re right there
                                                     on the brink again
                                                         —right there
                                                              on the brink
                                                                 again




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Las siestas

Somehow                                             I always end
                                              up here by the water
 with dirty feet
  it flashes back
                                          this other world
                                         we’re in now
looks like a dream
     it’s so consistent
                                                I know
                                                 so meet me by the lake
 somehow with dirty feet
flashback to the songbirds
                                           
     in the forest I’m awake
                                                but I was there again
           by the water
      with dirty feet
                                                     dirty toenails
                                                         I live alone
        during the day
               I’m not alone
                                                       by the lake
                                                I’ll pick the lighter up
  with my toes
I’ll take the clover honey
                                               from the cupboard
                                              I’ll keep it on the counter
      ’til it’s gone
 I’ll smoke a joint
                                               outside in the shade
                                                   it used to seem
so much more random
             than this leaking
                                                locality from both sides
                                                              what am I



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She had a face like a rotifer

These fluctuations
Manifest
It’s uncertainty
                                    Yeah
A twitch in the eye
Now I think I
Why I was never in control
                                    Yeah
Arising inescapably
A bunch of dots
In little groups
                                    Yeah
On a piece of paper
That’s all we are to them
All we are to them
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
We might be
Something else
Something somewhere else
                                    Yeah
You’re more here
& I’m more there
It’s who we are
                                    Yeah
We might be
Something else
Something somewhere else
                                    Yeah
You’re more here
& I’m more there
It’s who we are
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
She had a face like a rotifer
Wanted to be the first in line
Didn’t care what she was waiting for
                                    Yeah
She saw her name at the top of the list
She saw those numbers to the sky
But nobody came
                                    Yeah
Nobody came
She had a face like a rotifer
Looking back at me oh
                                    Yeah
Something broke under her heel
The timeline stopped an infinite
Of filaments fell out of her purse
                                    Yeah
Like intestines would
Or chiral liquid crystal marbles
We suck off in sequence
                                    Yeah
In a circle off the floor



Zeno of Elea

The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving
The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving
You want back in
 But you gotta give
 It up to us
Up to us
You want back in
 But you gotta give
 It up to us
Up to us
The rains come
 It changes
It changes
The window
 It opens
It opens
Particles entangled
 Like lovers
Like lovers
Two times
 Is curving
Is curving