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 Copyright © 2024 Stephanie Myers
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