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    Calculated Entropy: A Random Access Dream
    Calculated Entropy: A Random Access Dream
    Calculated Entropy: A Random Access Dream
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    Calculated Entropy: A Random Access Dream

    By Maniacal Mel

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    What is Calculated Entropy?

    Perhaps it's the strange little story of a strange little guy's life. It might or might not slip in and out of a dream state. Perhaps he is being devoured by a great beast and this is a vision of his life flashing before him -or a vision of the life he might have had.

    Could it all be the brainwashing of the Manchurian Candidate? Perhaps he survived his encounter with the first beast only to wind up trapped in the lair of another. Perhaps it's all just the daydream of a child and the character's untimely demise at the end is merely his mother calling to him, snapping him out of it. Maybe it's none of the above. You decide just what it's trying to say

    It's a novella written in poems.

    It's a concept album without the music.

    It's a bird- it's a plane, it's-

    Calculated Entropy

    ( A Random Access Dream )

    A Novellem by Maniacal Mel

    A book of poetry for people who can't afford a real book of poetry.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFulton Books, Inc.
    Release dateJul 20, 2020
    ISBN9781646542642
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      Book preview

      Calculated Entropy - Maniacal Mel

      It’s All in Your Mind

      Just pick a name

      Any name will do

      And I’ll write a poem about it for you

      It isn’t that hard

      If you know when to bend

      And when to just let it stretch out to the end

      It’s all in your mind

      Or is it in mine?

      They seem to have somehow become intertwined

      I can’t take you there

      I just point out the way

      And you decide just what I’m trying to say

      Five Again

      Down in the sandbox the weather’s fine

      And it’s recess all the time

      Nothing to do

      No homework’s due

      And everyday’s a holiday

      A vacant lot behind every house

      With no authority about

      Couldn’t care less

      If you’re a mess

      And all you have to do is play

      Will the summer ever end?

      If it does we’ll just pretend

      We’re on an island in the sun

      With Gilligan and all his friends

      The day before kindergarten was fine

      You didn’t have to be anywhere on time

      The day before kindergarten was fun

      But seemed to be over ’fore it had begun

      A tire swing over every creek

      Who cares if your canoe leaks

      With no dismay

      About yesterday

      Tomorrow or much less next week

      Up in the tree-stand where time stands still

      Always pies on the window sill

      No one to say

      That you can’t just play

      Till your time as a child slips away

      Caravan

      Life is change

      Isn’t it strange

      Only stays the same when it’s dead

      Time is short

      Or so we’re all taught

      But somehow keeps moving ahead

      Life is death

      Beyond the last breath

      Won’t know till the hammer drops

      Time is long

      When you got it wrong

      But somehow it never stops

      Time waits for no man

      But is glad to give one a ride

      On board a caravan

      That is bound for the other side

      Life is grand

      According to plan

      That’s tirelessly running it’s course

      Time will cease

      When you are released

      Becoming one with the universe

      Autumnal

      I am the autumn leaves falling

      I tumble

      Roll

      Drop to the ground

      I am the harsh wind blowing

      I gather

      Blast

      Knock houses down

      I am lost in deepest waters

      I sputter

      Cough

      Then I drown

      Life’s cycle is not over

      It’s just complete

      Before the color’s faded

      It’s at your feet

      Time’s message not comprehended

      Merely received

      Before the clock stops ticking

      We take our leave

      I am the darkness falling

      I threaten

      Obscure

      Then kill the sky

      I am the black rain forming

      I grumble

      Scream

      Proceed to cry

      I am the old man fading

      I stutter

      Laugh

      Then I die

      Life’s cycle is not over

      It’s just complete

      Before the color’s faded

      It’s at your feet

      Time’s message not comprehended

      Merely received

      Before the clock stops ticking

      We take our leave

      Give and Take

      I stepped into the night

      Never knowing wrong from right

      Sometimes you gotta live

      Sometimes you gotta die

      Sometimes you know the answers

      Sometimes you wonder why

      Sometimes you gotta leave

      Sometimes you gotta stay

      Sometimes you leave ’em wonderin’

      Sometimes give it away

      I leapt into the fray

      Not knowing if I could stay

      I see you

      Lookin’ at me

      Lookin’ at you

      Seein’ me

      I see you

      Lookin’ at me

      Lookin’ at you

      Seein’ me

      I came back from beyond

      Never knowing where I’d gone

      Sometimes you gotta give

      Sometimes you gotta take

      Sometimes get it precisely

      Sometimes make a mistake

      Sometimes you gotta rise

      Sometimes you gotta fall

      Sometimes get what you wanted

      Sometimes nothing at all

      I stepped into the light

      Starting to see wrong from right

      Anger

      Driven on by hatred, fear and loathing

      Escalating onward to the kill

      Up through clouds of reason, doubt and wisdom

      Cast it all aside for primal thrill

      Laughs of pain are singing to the ocean

      Raining down upon oblivion

      Drowning all who answer for the madness

      Pelted down on life’s forgotten son

      Never reflecting

      Never unsure

      Always convinced it is so damn mature

      Never expecting

      Truth to be

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