Escaping Disorder

Something existed in us before we lived it.

a pre-cognition sensing of a

distortion in our magnetic fields,

bending lines that should have stayed parallel.

Two distant frequencies reducing entropy

Unaware,

our atoms were long ago entangled

beneath language, beyond geography,

beyond the paths we mistook

for our final destinations

Across continents,

across world lines and thoughts

a pattern self-assembling us

subtle at first,

like particles learning a rhythm

molecular orbits gravitating

until heat rose between us,

erections bursting through the surface

as if the body remembered

what the mind had not caught up to.

There in it, sitting inside the voltage.

a rage bursting before release—

the air tightening like a storm

ready to discharge its lightning,

a force gathering to a single point

until it spilled into tomorrow,

breaking open the distance,

flooding everything between us

with the gravity of what we’d become.

In this improbable alignment

something timeless unfolds,

as if the world remembers

how to live in the stories

we so very much fancy

a world by design

written somewhere

deeper than time.