there will be a revision to this poem when I'm feeling like it: The Disorder

The Disorder

There was a disorder that stretched for miles

in the night sky that wouldn't dissolve the moon

and I was there reaching what would have been lows

upside down and crazed into believing any God

but God said Everybody can have it and the disorder

was applied like eye liner heightening the color

of every vision seeing stars and measuring the

the distant between even two lovers.