chaos is a friend of mine

NaPoWriMo’s day 5 prompt was a doozy. Thank heavens it came on the weekend. Y’all should check it out. It has 20 components. I tried to use all of them, but there are a few missing. A couple of key things inspired this piece: a 1965 Bob Dylan interview, his biography, and a curious article on on Siri’s spread of Bob’s demise.

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“Chaos is a friend of mine,” it’s said Bob Dylan did opine.
For daring to taste electric nectar, adoring fans began to hector --
which caused no end to our folk hero’s lecture
on monkey wrenches, sellout jackets and rosy Hollywood air.

                    She sips her coffee with slow regret
                    and surfs the wily ethernet
                    unable to find a credible mention
                    of how this man lived his life.

Oh, Siri, thou font of all-knowing wisdom
what brought this man back from his piece of heaven?
Perhaps you channeled his neglected vision,
a country’s hope for changing times. 

                    She sips her coffee with slow regret
                    and surfs the wily ethernet
                    and stumbles across a hidden message
                    that answers all unanswered questions:

“Music was a pipedream . . . There are no more escapes.”

                    She sips her coffee with slow regret
                    and surfs the wily ethernet
                    the sleeveless mouse of make-believe
                    bait to her frozen hand.

Would Dylan use music and word and rhyme
to throw some shade on epic, thirsty times
where cool cats aren’t hip, just sick,
and chaos no longer divine?

                    She sips her coffee with slow regret
                    and surfs the wily ethernet
                    and ponders the butterfly logic
                    of making friends with mayhem and mess.

If truth is chaos -- maybe beauty, too --
then hope is free to soar and sing.
Gather manna as you can.
Vires acquirit eundo.

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