Smile in Chaos

Like a pin ball in a paint shaker, minds battling for something that feels normal not even sure where the remote is, yet you want me to find the universe, center it all around a brightly painted hand grenade pull the pin and laugh, hot potato, hot potato, bodies on the floor, ring around the the silence dirt upon the floor, lost in a space of known chaos what little has changed, and yet so much lost and forgotten smile with psychopathy and dabble in the lost spaces of the grey frame here it goes again…

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