i was named chaos

i was named chaos

i was named chaos for the trouble i was destined to cause.

lighter-fluid. a Molotov cocktail loathed by everyone–
even you. i was destined to split the world in two.

when the cord was snipped, rusty scissors
struggling on the gummy truth, i was cursed

to reveal all the ugliness we elude, dress up and
pretend we don’t all dance to this same messy tune. we have become dependent on pretenses–

my words did more damage than good.

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