Chaos in the Complexities of 3:33 am

Chaos in the Complexities of 3:33 am

A Poem by Perdition

"It's not (emotional) numbness that hurts; it's the return of feeling." 

Out there flaunts a butterfly, mindful and flapping a hurricane. We are recipients, 

A culmination,

Physical laws set in to out of motion,

Tumbling die..

Mirror on mirror

creating chaotic impossibility 
The enigma dimension; what then of life 
Could we actually see?

© 2017 Perdition


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Added on March 3, 2017
Last Updated on March 23, 2017

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A Poem by Perdition