Shapeless As Needed

A poem about the creative soul

The divergent creative
Almost always unfocused
But, my friends, that is
A strength

The scattered brain is best
At knowing
When something is worth it
When something is working
Or when things, at last
Need changed

Agents of Chaos
They call us
For all of our disruptions
But Chaos is an agent
And power
Of ours

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