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Monday, January 27, 2020

Poem- “Chaotic”

“Chaotic”

We’re in tracks of memory and fantasy.
Each rhymes, each sounds.
Our path begins with another end.
Humans remember objects from graduation before and after.
Illusions may have that same pause as does remembering.
Suddenly, we’ll come to realization and ignorance.
Quickly emotions saturate in motive.
Design changes.
An hour must end where it’s recognized for temporary absence.
Later we’ll have midnight and midday.
Dark is the whole in nothing bright, whole is the bright in nothing dark.
Fulfillment could mean interference.
This road goes behind me no matter where I turn.
Chaos is below the ground and over the top.
Vision keeps in.
People also find out what they’re not.
God is a shape-shifter- we find Him in various lights.
Darkness opens into finishing views from them.
Understatement crosses overstatement.
We’re under each other and over each other.
Surface and depth begin the mixture.
I’m earth: my flame burns in water.
Opposite Day is so repetitive.



https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Chaotic-828380302

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