Necessary Chaos


This roiling mind, chasing, plotting

A spoiled child, wanting, needing

Finally, understood, clearly seeing


Watched in amusement, spinning

Thinking, rambling, twirling

Never leaving, and never arriving


But a ghost, forever pushing

Broken fingers vainly grasping

This broken toy, finally outgrowing


Gently, lovingly put aside knowing

So much time wasted playing

Foolish games, and no one winning




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