Poetry Paradox January 23, 2014 fhaedra Leave a comment Now in Paradise passive Beauty reigns feel it creep like disease along the paths where spine erects Serenity I yearn for Chaos. Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading…