Getting into a State without Immigrating


Do note that Chaos  is a State

We have been living in, of late;

We’ve been in it for such a while

It has become our domicile,

Though, since this picture, I confess,

It has reduced to slightly less —

chaos

Not put away, but rather fated

Simply to be relocated.

O K-OSS-IFIED BLOBS

fish-chaos

This bit of chaos came along

From fishy picture that went wrong.

© November 2016 Colonialist (WordPress)

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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15 Responses to Getting into a State without Immigrating

  1. Tokeloshe says:

    Looks good!
    I don’t feel like moving ever again, it’s too big a job ;-(

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  2. Tom Merriman says:

    But from out of chaos comes the most relaxing calm… the very first ‘ah!’ moment being the best.

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  4. Looks pretty neat and tidy to me.😀

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  5. Joss says:

    well done! now tidy up that mess! Hee hee, couldn’t resist.

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