I'm not the audience

not even a performer

I am the reason

for order behind 

in front of curtains

For I am Discordia

of Bedlam

Bing 258

 

The forever struggle

of being in so-called

control

yet seeing that we're not

I have to make-suggest

we dance with chaos 

everyday. And laugh

Did I tell you

I wrote an ode to suffering 

the deepest 

the one who tells

the most stories

eventress, mover 

birther, colours juggler

I dedicate to you

all the chocolates 

all shapes & screams

My bow

Same idea

different context 

best Halloween costume

Can you spot it?

The clouds came down to earth

the dancers danced

they sang and wed

and summoned ancestors

through the prints on their clothes

Everyone crafted their own story

I ate chocolate on that side

of the street