Chaotic Order

All is out of place
Taken into pieces
Disassembled
Stripped of meaning

But then again together
It all falls in place
In ways I don't understand

Circle seems connected
Relations existing
But leading nowhere clear

Every little confusion
Bits of disarray
Making a new whole
Chaotic order

Falling Silently

Making it all up,
Another platitude,
That tastes bland to me.
Experience?
Sounds so exotic!
I'm just growing old.