My mind is getting chaotic again
The evidence sits around me
in piles of clothes and pages and cups
of half drunk tea &coffee &beer
scattered bits of my reality lay abandoned
in different stages of interaction
Like bouys out at sea
This is what the soul weaving looks like
This is what the soul bleeding looks like:
Chaos
Hidden order
Creation and destruction have a similar face
Hail from the same place
Leave me aching
In the same space
This room is getting smaller now
walls are closing in
As my mind expands
This space contracts
Pushing me deeper
into myself
deep
chaotic
wide
Like the depths of the sea
dangerous
mysterious
It’s not enough to just
Dip a toe into the waters
Of chaos
It is necessary, for me
to become totally, utterly
Submerged