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non-chaotic sense

by Stephanie Myers



having a block
unable to pass through
red brick and fiery steel
burning blisters on my hands

throwing myself against the barricade
praying to be set free
nonetheless unable to
with every ounce of self
perseverance dried up

facing the day anew
to only find the old
over and over again
Murphy's law in effect
three fold times two

unfortunate overtones pass my mind
chills me to the bone
spear unsheathed
red still blood dried stains reveal
torturous pain amuck and through

none make sense
or completely senseless
oblivious to chaos
internally affected

hectic heretics spewing
unanswered verbiage
from the boiled pot
gathering around
the waist-high fire

singing the skin
upon their brow
taken for everything
and anything

senseless acts of destruction
forgotten years to come
underneath the earth
breathing in the soil

sizzling heat rises
from the pavement
below giving me
the third degree

unto you I've fallen
completely into chaos
sensing nothing in my
senselessness

nonetheless
nonsense

09/23/2001

Posted on 09/23/2001
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