Lady Chaos
lady chaos
give me your blessing
i will switch sides
join, break, create, destroy, live, die, i will become you
lady chaos
you are already within me
my heart is black and red by turns
i cannot be everything at once
but i am anyway
warm human blood threads my veins
and icewater
i am primed with your changeable ichor
pump me up, let me loose, see what havoc i wreak
men with their puny plans
trying to set order
nothing tempts her like security
she eats empires, grinding even the ruins back down into shapelessness
she tosses fortunes to beggars
our lives hinge upon her whim
you throw me down
build me up
and when you are done with me
cast me aside
i know you’ll return
you always return
i carry her wishes
(i hear her laughing)
Fresh Hell 
Lovely ♥
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Thank you! 🙂
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To me, the poem hearkens all the way back to the Roman era when just about every poem composed something in the same general vein as yours to “Fortune”. Quite a profound topic, when you start thinking about it. I believe you’ve done it justice, my dear.
Your poem rips along powerfully smashing everything as it goes. It’s a bit of an emotional experience to read it. And I love the economy with which you have executed it. .
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“Just about every poet” not “just about every poem”. That’s what I get for offshoring my comment writing to Sri Lankans. They simply won’t guarantee the quality of their work. Sheesh! Can’t a man find good labor at twenty-five cents an hour these days?
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Oh, ha! I vaguely wondered why every poem in ancient Rome was written toward Fortune. I just took it for granted that maybe a lot of them were! Too bad Roman poets were so fixated on one god, they had so many other interesting ones…
What? I thought anyone who worked writing web comments from home made over $10,000 a month?? The ads were a LIE???
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Thank you! I took the weekend polishing this one up so it got a lot of lines removed…
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I don’t know much about Hinduism, but isn’t Shiva responsible for destruction? Isn’t everything always in a state of flux, either being created or being destroyed — something like that? Maybe it’s either fluctuating between order and chaos. But that’s what your poetry does to me — it makes me think as well as feel! Thanks for that!
Mona
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