Messes have tresses, suits, ties and fine dresses.
Behind every policy is a roiling frivolity.
Messes are liminal, hard lines tend toward criminal.
Every mess needs a sturdy “Yes.”
A mess inspired civilization; a mess will mend it.
A quest is found within a mess.
A wreck loves a renewal.
Visionaries are best at fixing mess.
We are nothing less than glorious mess.
At the eye of jealousy’s storm is a deadly calm; at the periphery thrives chaos.