the flower opens for only a few short days and that is enough
chaos is the rule and we respond with order or with more chaos
sometimes a stranger just wants to share her good news with everyone
if we ignore it our original intent ceases to matter
the weight of the chain helps to keep us secure; but also weighs us down
sometimes it isn’t what the thing is, but rather what it represents
just as the thunder follows the lightning, chaos is followed by calm
the passing of time leaves an honest patina we try to erase
most of our efforts to add more security do the opposite
we see a bracket broken as if to reveal the face of a bird
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