Extra

Sometimes I consider that I am merely an extra

But to be extra,

Means to bring additional value

Clean

If there is no mess

There is no trace

There was no one





If there is no picture

There is no proof

There was anyone





If there is no improvement

There is no contribution

There was nothing





If there was no one

If there wasn’t anyone

If there was nothing





Was there an existence?





IS there a story to tell





If there was no one

If there wasn’t anyone

If there was nothing





If I clean up my messes

If I don’t take pictures

If I don’t contribute

Can I erase the traces

Will I have never existed

Will I be nothing





If there was no mess

I wasn’t there





If there are no pictures

I wasn’t there





If I didn’t contribute

I wasn’t there





Someone else can make a mess

Someone else can take a picture

Someone else can contribute





Someone else was there

Chaos

In chaos, there is beauty

In chaos, there is grace

In chaos, I find serenity

In chaos, I find peace

In chaos, there is no chaos within

In chaos, there is no chaos about

In chaos, there is no struggle, no doubt

In chaos, I thrive

In chaos, I win

In chaos, my instincts are driving

In chaos, my mind takes a backseat

In chaos, my reflex is sharper

In chaos, my moves suit

In chaos, I thrive

In chaos, I win

Chaos, my serenity

Torn

Beautifully ripped

Seams frayed

Threads open

And on display

This thousand count sheet

Pulled end to end

Bleeding warmth

(Breathing away?)

Covering from end to end

Protecting from the cold

Keeping warmth and darkness

In between

Millions on millions of threads

Threads strong against the wind

Threads strong against the cold

Threads strong within walls

Threads strong within Nature

Threads strong against fire

Threads strong versus heat

Versus water

Versus smoke

Versus nature

Breaking with love