Poem: What Chaos Means to Me
What Chaos Means to Me
The lure(the chanting):
siren — pied
Hamlin-town piper —
call of
(dire)
sweet most
disorder:
saysnothing
(yet I speak)
isnothing
(yet ink is black)
meansnothing
(yet I mean what I say)
]
if —
onlyonly if
no is.
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