Double-Edged

The details, blundered.
The order, converted
Into unsupervised chaos.
The story of my life, that is.
Rearrange, reorder, and revert,
The small and big chunks of
The part and the parcel.
To govern the puzzle.
To make it, sound.
Not fabricated,
Or faked.
For my life is indeed
A double edged.
The sharp trenchant,
My assumption of it, that is.
And the dull flat-
The true color of it.