Order Out of Chaos
Images of a pain filled sky accent
the faded taste of midnight's company
as
memories of purity mock my house of sin
Mistakes magnify the shame of loss
and pull me under sheets of perdition
where time sluggishly tics infinite
regret
Nowhere to go but deeper in the black
water
No one to tell but the cold universe of
self
as an audience responds with desolate
laughter
I struggle against a web of
imperfections to
shake loose the dew of my dawn and
stave off
a desire to exhale forever and give way
to entropy
But my thirst can never be fully
quenched
with a demanding reflection of humanity
staring back at me with a scientific
methodology
But the comfort of chaos is always
around the corner
where she awaits in dreams promising a
hazel shelter
and an auburn blanket of delusion and
perpetual longing
-allen masterson
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