CHAOS

That moment when the only option is to move

Like standing on the peak of a mountain

The cool wind pushing on your skin

Urging you towards infinite potential

CHAOS

The state of disorder

Which stagnates

Until the begetting order

CHAOS

Contains every word unspoken

Every word spoken

And every word to be spoke

CHAOS

Opened eyes in the night

Welcomed by an unlocked door

An invitation to an ambiguous meeting

A call from an unknown number

The pause between each letter typed

CHAOS

A feeling beyond the senses

Its gaps in the wavelength

A particle with infinite potential

The millionth

 of a second 

before a revolution