Scatter Theory

Some people say start at the beginning,  

let the brush trace the bones,  

but what about the messier stories?  

The ones that explode outward,  

tipping over logic like dominos,  

where beginnings refuse to hold still?  

Dip into the chaos, shatter symmetry.  

Let the colors spill like secrets  

from a mouth too vivid to quiet.  

Start in the middle if you have to,  

start in the corner no one sees.  

Let your hands forget the rules,  

move as though wildfires taught you.  

Do not settle for safe patterns

it’s not a cage you’re building.  

If a straight line demands attention,  

turn your back and scatter instead.  

Creation isn’t a sentence to complete.  

Trust the raindrop that never lands straight,  

the way roots find cracks in concrete.