In its right place, a mess.

22ago10

Why is everything in its right place?
I don’t remember having left them there
In their place
In their right place

I threw them around
I didn’t want them there, all organized
I wanted then scattered all around the room, a fucked up mess.
In its right place, a mess.

This nonsense came out of my head while listening to “Everything in its right place” by Radiohead.

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