Entropy is an Asshole


Why does the “Happiness”
often seem to be derailed
by the struggle of it all?
The consistency of
Chaos never seems
to run out of fashion,
it just puts on a new hat
and goes out into the
world and laughs
while it fucks shit up.
All the while Order
sits at home
like a shut in
Picking up grains
of very white rice
off a very white linoleum floor
in the kitchen.
Is the struggle for that “It” , that
“Thing” the cause of it all.
Do other “Its” and “Things”
have to be broken and unbound
before Chaos sits his ass down?
I ask you this, because,
all Order ever wanted was
a cup of coffee from the kitchen
to ease
the headache that Chaos
constantly gives him.
Yet here Order kneels on
the floor picking
up stupid grains
of rice
While his head pounds
and pounds
and pounds.


By Philip Wardlow 2018


My Vows

As I take you in hand
I give you my heart
As I give you my heart
So do I give you my soul
to interweave with your own

I have long sought you
and in now finding you
knowing you,
feeling you,
loving you,
I am home.
Home like I have never
been in all my life.

I vow to always sustain you,
and lift you up in all the days, hours
and seconds left to us in this
life and hopefully beyond
this earthly boundary in
a heaven of our own making.

I vow to be faithful to our
friendship, and to always
be loyal in seeking understanding
of any your pains should they come
and to always share my own with you
in return, trusting in you
to understand as well.

I want to walk a shared path with you Maria,
through any trials, through any challenges,
through any storms,
hand in hand, held tightly
never letting go.

I vow want to sit with you watching
every sunrise and sunset offered to us
with smiles and much laughter.
Bright eyes, hugs, and most
of all with love.

by Philip Wardlow 2018