My mind
It is a bottomless gulf where anything falls endlessly.
It is a place without any possible orientation,
where anything falls in every direction.
It is a space that separates, that divides.
Because of this I became a crude and indigested mass,
a lifeless lump, unfashioned and unframed,
of jarring seeds ... and justly ... named Chaos.
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