Chronicling my chaos

A poem

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Chronicling my chaos
illusory dreams
not all is as it seems, Chiron
in the cave
in the dark
my mentor in the moonlight
beckons me, enter friend
it is the beginning, not the end.

Centaur my mentor
the greatest and wisest of all
why invite this skin
within the cave
in the dark
have I in twisted time travelled?
unravelled her thread
overcome my dread.

I want to drink deep
from ancient wells and keep
the purity perceived
in the past
in the cave
What do I say to him within?
proclaim my worth
justifying my own birth.

I am yours
my chaos is mine
to share
to comb clean
to hide
from where I’ve been.

CP

2024