Chaos

Chaos Into the maelstrom of blood flinging and flooded diarrhea Swirling amidst a vortex of needle and . There I stand at the middle of it all. The central point of this orbit of noxious madness. The nucleus at the heart of rotten insanity. A whirlpool of hot garbage circling around me, the core. An iris in fusion vomiting molten liquid metal upon its refuse eyelashes. The bowels of filth and swill spinning revolution. Vacuumed in a retch of putrid detritus. And expelled atop an excess of foetid sewage dysentery. A repulsive pandemonium of regurgitated toxic sludge. Thrown up haphazardly from the innards of turmoil. One stomach-churning havoc, repulsive and distressing. The never ending upheaval of sickening nonsense. Bounded by sadness, grief and failures.