Finding order in chaos
is a bit cliche, yes?
Yet our lives are defined
by chaotic order.
Moments strung together
by nothing more
than the fact that
we are present.
Thoughts in our heads
and
stimuli to all of our senses.
Color, light, shadow,
patterns, words, phrases,
whispers, tunes, shouts,
exclamations, interrogatives,
declarations, complaints, praise,
whether faint or otherwise.
The links from one moment
to the next
are less tenuous
than we care to admit.
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