Entropy-Horror
I move my head many times, warmth
I throw the papers, my little stars
I join myself to the air
And change the atmosphere
Too many zeros after the decimal point
Nevertheless I change it
And now I am happy that I am creating
Star dust, I spread dust / pollinate
How fast something has to change
In order for it to be noticed?
How slowly it must / should change
In order to be overlooked?
It’s too long of a composition
For those who live by the moment