34. Controlled Chaos
You are...
The dispersion of light, in a nighttime world
Centuries of sound, locked in a bottle
A prism of shades, in this achromatic life
A kaleidoscope of sights, in one's tunnel vision
You are...
Binoculars for the blind
Aural navigation for the deaf
You are peace - Victorian era
You are clamor - drums in a silent auditorium
You are planets in orbit
Shifting weather patterns
Pulsing electrical circuits
Oscillating oxygen
You are the claws of a falcon
Exacting force on its prey
You are a bullet kept on course
Despite northwest winds
You are the storm
Before the calm begins
You are quantum particles
You are molecular vibrations
You are firing neurons
You are choppy waters
You are blundered speech
You are an explosion of sight and sound
You are a spinning coin, off the tip of a flicked thumb
Inverted. Paradoxical. Polarized. Independent.
My controlled chaos
You are the sweetest contradiction
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