Steve Klepetar

Entropy

I remember it all like a dream,
how slowly we crumbled,
waking after long sleep,

standing, stretching as the city
grew and changed,
sliding into rubble at the end.

Having spent five months living in Australia, Steve Klepetar has had two summers, which leaves him both sunburned and confused.  This poem is from his upcoming print chapbook from One Sentence Poems.