Day 187 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day recombobulation meaning: "the act of putting back into order, removing confusion."
Recombobulation
It might concern you to know
That murder lurks in he passengers
To your left and right
Walk down one particular dimensional gate and shake in just rightly in all the wrong places
And there it is
The ugliness
It might surprise you to know
The pairs of eyes that cannot deny your allure each and every day
Many wanted, but unwilling to lock and link and then supposedly love or obsess or lust after or lose control
It ought to concern you
That when you dream you're dying
Each night switching off and losing all control and yet it's so peaceful isn't it
You want it now don't you?
Because there's nothing there really
Even when it's made up you'll wake and then know it's nothing
And say you never wake then it won't be anything at all
Each cycle of the sun and the moon
Which is in fact an orbit and gravity plays its tricks which we like to label days and months and years
After numerous bloody battles
The ways and whys have consolidated
The messy hunk of past has been
Recombobulated.
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