“Consistent Chaos” Poem of the Day (2022)

Consistent Chaos

By Ashley O’Hare



Casually causing casualties

Creeping to catastrophe

I cannot call this love—

It is nothing more than chronic pain.

No amount of wishing could create joy

Out of constant misery and toxic fumes.

Maybe the cosmos conspired against me

To come up with circumstances

I am no capable of surviving in one piece.

Certain corruptions

Cannot be healed with compassion.

Some things can not be prevented.

Sometimes there is a need for consistent chaos.

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