i had carefully aligned
and ordered
all the angles
all the lines
in my life,
edge straight edge
straight edge to
straight edge.
the pattern made
comforting sense.
yet,
you have
somehow
come along
and,
so easily,
with
one deft turn of hand,
a flick of fingers,
turned and
tilted all
those borders crazily
against
each other,
chaos breaching
my
self imposed
order.
i adore this one. i also ‘get’ it.