Like shuffled papers, ruffled, worn,
flung in disarray, discarded scars
upon the surface, order marred
non-tangential sequence, scattered
meaning in clumps and clots,
drawing lots for space,
paragraphs displaced, cliques
dismembered in disjunction,
serving form a function,
braying punctuation, straying
hither, yon and thither meaning
less with each missed step,
a full-stop disconnect, dot to dot
discarded plot, anarchy’s favour
the flavour of chaos upon my desk.
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