Zero Khaos

its senseless to clarify the thoughts of madness, the only way to interpret madness is to dive in

Writings

Followers

Following

Zero Khaos

its senseless to clarify the thoughts of madness, the only way to interpret madness is to dive in

Writings

Followers

Following

Charging Blade

Zero Khaos

1 min read

“The knife belongs to me,” I raised my voice to state clearly. The clashing voices echoing throughout the glorious ballroom all came to an abrupt lull, everyone’s enraged eyes falling to bask down on me. The hard sole of my chestnut suede oxfords struck the light birch flooring, the shaken crowd before me clearing a direct path across the room from my location.

“Good, you all know your place. If ...

Morning Skyline

Zero Khaos

1 min read

"Get down from there right this second, you headache of a person!" my best friend called from an estimated thirty feet below my dangling body.

"Mmmmh...I don't think so" I jokingly sneered, as I pulled myself up onto the bark riddled branch, "The view's pretty glorious from up here, I think I may climb a touch higher, to get a better view of the skyline!"

Stevie and I had taken a four-day campi...

heart of a town

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1 min read

It was a small town, the type of place where everyone knew everyone. A rural treasure off route 83 in southern Louisiana, just over two hours distance from New Orleans. With a total population never shifting more than 15 digits from 895 people, it wasn’t uncommon for townsfolk to remain within the fifteen mile radius their entire stay on earth. Sure we had the fair share of tourists, after all bei...

he is me

Zero Khaos

1 min read

buzz my hair down short

baggy clothes concealing, yet

i still don't see me

saying my name's new,

yet somehow, i always knew

i'm me, despite you

stranger's voice of mine,

sunken frame you'd never know,

strengths you’d aim to break

you’d hate me now,

shadows cast upon my face

the mirror shows me

the mirror deceived,

fought to see that he was me,

yet…we move in sync....

eternal spite

Zero Khaos

1 min read

we could learn a lesson from the stars…

lights streaking in twilight, dancing

delicately across the celestial hall,

shaping tales told long ago

instructing the direction of growth,

all through their glory.

each alone may drown out the rest,

few luminous enough to entice devotion,

collectively sketching eternity

on an unending page.

mortals illuminate the earthly cosmos,

competing to shine the b...

Poetry

A Text from Mom

Zero Khaos

1 min read

When my mother texted me to take out the chicken, I thought she meant to take out the neighbor’s damn bird which wouldn’t shut up. I figured, what else could it have possibly meant? So when she got a call from the Jones County Police Department to come bail me out on animal cruelty charges, I figured she was only upset because I got caught for it…

How was I supposed to know she meant to take the ...

Humour

In Another Life, My Love

Zero Khaos

2 min read

“We can’t keep doing this Stanley, you have to know that!” blurted the pacing brunette, silent to this point, now finally issuing her piece in the matter.

“Sure we can Issa, the burdens of society are an entirely irrational reason why this has to end!” the man, Stanley, tossed air quotes around the last words leaving his mouth, ensuring Issa knew that opinion was strictly hers.

Stanley attempte...

distorted reality

Zero Khaos

1 min read

streetlights twist from orbs to lines,

streaking through the downpour.

shadows cast upon the sidewalk,

dance before my weary eyes,

drifting with the song of the sky.

the bench supporting my slouched frame

continues to creak and howl,

gusts strike through the air,

shifting the once secure bolts below,

i just want to go home.

yet here i remain, bolted in place

wooden seating begins to consume....

Ringmaster of my own Circus

Zero Khaos

1 min read

“Come one come all! Make sure to stock up on the snackies, this show’s about to be a good one folks!” the peculiar man conducted the crowd’s attention through the venue entrance. As the line to the ticket booth dwindled, and the food trucks’ stock was running scarce, stampedes of people piled inside the tent.

Music hummed in the background, hiding beneath the murmurs of conversation, growing in ...