Disarray
Struck by chaotic lightning,
fear of unknown fields of turmoil,
feeding my desire to break free from
the confusion I once wore like silk.
Cluttered mind full of intellect,
dalliances of memories nourishing
all that has been sown in fields of
disarray,
for my lips are muddled, and my touch
entangled in shambles of loss.
Topsy-turvy disruption bleeds through
the veins I carry like yesterday’s
incoherent baggage-
and
now I am left forsaken in a state of
visceral confusion.
Lead me not to the staircase I once
climbed when youth was full of poor
grimaces;
allow me to follow the path to a
threshold that bestows peace of mind,
relieved by all who know me-
but
that is just a dream
and I am not
as strong as I seem
Date: 11.22.19
Contest Name: Disarray
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
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