Glory to thermodynamics...

the branch of physics that studies the relationships between heat, energy, and work in a system, as well as the large-scale properties of matter. It is governed by four main laws and explains how energy transfers and transforms, such as from heat to work in a steam engine, and can be used to understand everything from boiling water to the operation of jet engines.

Thermodynamics was discovered in the 19th century, with its foundation laid by Sadi Carno in 1824 and its first modern theory developed by Rudolf Clausius in 1850. The field became established as a distinct science as scientists developed the laws of thermodynamics, which were formalized by Clausius and William Thomson (Lord Kelvin) in the 1850s.

Thrum of the central ventilation
heater/air conditioning unit...

manually activated upon advent of twilight

between season of the witch
and feasting upon gobbledygook,
and all those fixings,
when a gaggle of gobbling turkeys
put on the gravy train
heading to slaughterhouse five

(since yours truly

not resident within "smart home"),

nevertheless warm cockles and muscles
appreciate basking, and luxuriating,
within climate controlled environment,

whether bone chilling
deep freeze of winter like weather
(not so far in the future
from this November seventh)

misery sets in when
indentured jaws chattering

or contrarily when sweltering
hazy, humid and hot
dawg days of summer
necessitates setting air conditioner

at refreshing four fifty one degrees fahrenheit.

I could never survive alone in the wilderness
which dependence on creature comforts
inured me since birth,
but all the more power to people
(such as Dick Proenneke

(pronounced pren-icky),

who lived alone off the grid,
at Twin Lakes for three decades,
then a remote Alaskan outpost

from 1968 to 1998

and minimized his carbon footprint.

Truth be told, a non impactful lifestyle
tantalizes, teases, titillates...
yours truly, a garden variety generic human
dependent on consonant contrivances
and conveniences conditioned
courtesy capitalistic consumeristic credo
decrying his dependence
upon flow of electrons,
whereby flip of switch
instantaneously allows, enables,
and provides electricity
with absolute zero ability
to stave off blackout
attributed to sudden disruption
regarding power outage
linkedin with severe
kickstarted meteorological phenomena
or terroristic machinations
(possibly even homegrown unrest)
signaling the end
of the webbed wide world
reducing to rubble
(think being bombed back into stone age)
annihilating trappings
of twenty first century civilization
forcing survivors to learn basic skills
cooperation, integration, and utilitarian virtues
altruistic, democratic, humanistic,
mechanistic, and socratic zest
begotten, distilled, and forged
nsync with opposable thumb.

Angst crimps existence
generating dystopian thoughts
despite countless factorial permutations
and combinations, this cyber surfer avails two alms
boot metastatic carcinoma snatched such balms
when tethered in utero umbilical connection,
etched bromide, which hankering calms
embryonic sensation this corporeal being lacks
constantly subjected to exams
from the hard school of hard knocks
which I bewail sets back and gloms
mine aim to revel in blissful contentment
but circumstances decrees otherwise
cursing this chap tubby haunted
by veritable elfin grotto dwelling phantoms
hovering over sweet clover dials a mirage
yes...Iris sieve blurbs from gals and guys
that spans the World Wide Web, and exude
premature ejaculatory ecstasy, puzzled if fie
totally tubular trod a tedious trek
along the boulevard of broken dreams
what happenstance oft finds thyself to flail
amidst difficulty to maximize
optimal opportunities searching for Holy Grail
or whatever constitutes such lofty
personal objective, perchance being hale
and hearty of body, mind and spirit
spurs the furies of fate tut test this primate
while he aims to gallop with mighty industrial
vim and vigor leaving a virtual cloud
of dust, though mindfulness helps
to pass go, and chance avoid jail
time, then maybe
monopolized feedback offered
to this toothless mwm
(with gumption) quasi-vegetarian
enjoying poetry stone soup, yet also subsisting
on supplementary vitamin packed glue tin free
NON GMO fruity tall tales for a male
thirty four years shy sans bing a centenarian,
which span of life best cut short with a nail
(possibly nine inches) hammered into
faux coffin, cuz this imp doth turn pale
at the prospect to fill up a space of land
best utilized by birds - such as quail
mongoose, or ibis (though aye ne'er saw
one), where cremated ashes sail
across some verdant plain under
cerulean skies putting to rest every travail
which thoughts of dem eyes spells
the main impetus
explaining this rambling spiel
warp and woof ova gauzy veil
imperceptibly looms closer upon
turrets of my digital sea faring gunwale
and thus desperation
finds pleading for salvation.