In Favor of Chaos
Patterns plague my mind
setting in stone the way things are
and all I want to do is take them apart
toy with their psyche by rearranging
their DNA, A little
chaos where order previously prevailed.
Slipping the sides of squires and re-postulating
the area of a parallelogram
once the footing is pulled from one side.
Ah, to push a plaid it the linear extreme!
Who thought patterns could be such
frivolous fun after all the stiff shirted show
they put on, and the close-minded ways
they impart on us all.
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