Heat will not go where heat is. It prefers
To find a place with less heat, spread itself
And fill the space it’s in. It doesn’t want
To crowd together, hotter, hotter hotter.
Heat wants to cool.
Heat is created by activity.
Heat’s work, and work is heat. Flanders and Swann
Have taught us this, and I would be remiss
If I were not to tell you where I learnt it.
I almost didn’t write this poem at all.
I did not want to write where they had written
Instead, I wanted to write something else.
The urge for entropy is very great
Sometimes it even stops me writing poems.
Words cool, and dissipate,
(If you’re not careful).
Tom Juniper Poetry 