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