Selectively Sane

Dazed in the hazy silhouette

And I’m confused

And I’m abused

By misinterpretations of miscomprehended verses

And my verses slur

Slur so sporadically that rhythm in noncompliant with beat

And I beat this drum with miscomprehension and fallacies of misconduct 

And I hit

And I hit

And I hit this canvass

This canvass keeps me grounded

Level-headed in all this chaos

Chaotic industries keep me sane 

Sanity misrepresented by this chaos 

And I am the chaos 

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

Nadia, your writing is so intense and pure, in this poem and others. I must admit it takes me a few reads to digest your words, and I might take away something unintended, but I do enjoy them.

"And I am the chaos" is the knockout punch in this poem. I believe it speaks to all of us. We're all chaos seeking order, if only in our own heads. And, our struggles leak out or pour out, sometimes artfully on paper or a computer screen. Keep writing! I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Nadia Zahran]

Thank you for reading, Robert!!