chaos

Chaos-
       that’s all it is, really.
The tender interplay of chaos
upon the disc of our thought and
imagination,
Tinged with desire and loathing,
and a little bit of blue.
And yet, because we see, it is.
Because we believe, it is.
There is only one story that can
explain.
It is our own story.
I lost mine.

What is yours?



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