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Entropy’s Threshold

As if out of nowhere, I can feel myself
aging. These things come in waves, but
are hardly out of nowhere. Because of the
facts. Fortunately, there is also a significant

amount of healing going on. From last year.
From a decade ago. And from every ticking
second in between. If I were to hop into a
time machine and whoosh it to wherever

to land at the apex of that onslaught of tick
tock tick tock—or better said, in the trough—
where within me the healing tipped the scales
against the age-bludgeoning, where would I

park? I wonder. What I do know is that neither
has come to a standstill, for better or worse.