chasing storms

my breath seizes
i cannot see
 what's ahead of me

there's a thread of laughter
a spool of smiles

and i long to unravel and to tangle

but all i see is unity and organization

and i plummet and i choke

for what is it about your arresting air
your debonair nonsense
 pouring like rain in the desert

i long for disorder
and all i see is serenity

let the waterfall crash, let the storms scream

let them in and i bid them welcome
for at least i can pledge my troth

to one unsteady phenonemenon
after another
until something comes
to truly sweep me away

for good

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