Chaos

Somewhere between murder and mayhem
Sympathetic looks and suspicious glances
Pain and agony
I am married

Somewhere between homelessness and confusion
Being lost in this illusion
A mirage of security and safety
I am married

Somewhere between lies and interrogations
Courtrooms and a small bedroom
A small seedling, a twig
Love leads to marriage

How can I promise forever
When two friends lay dead on the floor
It just as easily could have been us
Him and me or both of us
And yet I am married

Married. . . amid chaos

BLF '06