Chaos and Order

No apparent order to illness, yet Tonight it’s gunshot wound night Last night was the night of the inflamed appendixes Prior to that, the night of the living gallstones There’s a full moon, no other reason Price of tea is up in China, outside it’s freezing gurgling mountain creek blistered toes find sweet numbness feet soak up relief The human realm, chaos’ kingdom, no? People of all levels of karmic progress Colliding in the same milieu of limited resources My small mind imposes its order on the circus and finds it to be insufficiently logical… Whose problem is that? clear blue mountain sky turns to storm, no reason, save wings of butterfly The twisting and turning of the universe’s agenda A bit beyond my little pea brain to grasp But if I had to guess, and in fact, I do, It’s all in perfect, crazymaking order Chaos is just what we’re not used to Or can’t find the rhythm of familiarity angry skies open drenching torrential deluge accu-weather fail 6/8/16 © by Author For contest: My Cousin Chaos Sponsor: Brian Davey