Turn Chaos Into Art

I haven´t tasted or tried or seen or felt lately
Any extraordinary things
But the extra-ordinary things of ever
Even surprises become tiredsome
They, were never surprises.
Not a new path
Modified paths, not familiar paths.
Unique once and again
They were never...
They were several, a sequence.
Crawling until tomorrow
When I realise I have already...
You know,
The familiar extra-ordinary things.





Kate Polladsky