Chaos and creativity; the twins within my mind;

they fly so close to madness that sanity they bind.

A Gordian Knot tied with problems to answers yet unknown

is wrapped around my heart at times, to test the seeds it’s sown.

At other times it’s round my throat in its sweet caress;

then for a while it relaxes, that’s when I know it less.

But most times it is constant; the fear and joy I feel;

that feeling of revulsion mixed with strange appeal.