The Kiss of Chaos
The kiss of chaos
chaotic kisses,
what a gaudy
goody
this
is.
Tiny increments
of change,
lick your lips
and rearrange,
molecules
and atoms
charged,
with a random love
at large.
met you in a laundromat
feeling old and feeling fat
kissed you on a daring whim
chaos dancing on the brim,
of a mouth
like
neverwas
in my dreams and just
because.
Kiss of chaos,
random acts
altering
chaotic facts
stack the cards and
tilt the game,
I just relit
an old
flame.
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