Time Bomb Travel

Like space less exploration of real life gravel Water’s evaporation tends to time bomb travel Solid to gas, insipid, outclassed Atoms apart, the glacial crevasse, spatially fast, temporally last Matter maligned, food platter assigned, with time, it’s the latter that rhymes like a mad hatter that lies Feelings, places, faces that need to be tied Like gleaming shoelaces whose time has arrived, to be dyed, tried and out-survived Minds like water, out for the slaughter Sublimated fodder for the thieving marauders From liquid to gas, insipid outclassed Unchangeable mass perceptively passed Learn more ecstatics and truth Through thermodynamics construed, unbroken ceramics too crude Unspoken and lewd Nothing made, nothing lost Universe tossed Trying to get the myelin sheaths around mentally This concept called entropy, breaking order relentlessly Would rather live in a world of chaos Where all created their own order Than a place where order is thrust upon us Like some utopian crayon paint pictured Mordor But don’t worry. It’ll never happen Trust the second law of thermodynamics It beckons chainsaw murmurs like a real-life didactic Peace