The stone walls of chance crumble along everything else
Entropy eats its best assistants just as readily as lives
We will be scattered throughout a universe in slow constant motion
Like refugees from an island nation across the continents
It is constantly tempting to climb down from the ramparts
Leave the emperor and his icons to face the outside
And hunt for stasis in the empty city
Like a snake in a warren
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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