Entropy

The anchor on the market recap show
Has your flat-toned laugh
I hear it Monday through Friday, 5-6PM.

The waitress at the Polish restaurant
Has your clenched smile
Also, self-conscious of the size of her teeth.

The receptionist at the vet's office
Has your off-kilter sitting posture
So the same straight, long brown hair can drape over her left shoulder.

The flower lady on the corner
Has your no-nonsense wit
Never short on tips for how I can improve my appearance.

The old woman down the block
Has your power of perception
Reminding me that I am slightly more reliable
     Than the garbage men, but far less deserving
     Of attention than a stray cat.

This is how I know you live on
In a steady state uniformly populated with living bits of you.
Unlike my chaos...
With its clumpy, clingy bits of memory
T0, P0, before some entropic force and Cupid's twanged arrow of time
Dispersed our heat.