My Poems Have Become Disordered

MY POEMS HAVE BECOME DISORDERED My poems have become disordered- They have lost their logic- I do not know how to control them- They break off in the middle and go on in differerent directions and cannot be brought back together into a proper ending- My poems have become disordered as my mind as my life as all I do these days- perhaps one day I tell myself it will all be together again- But for now I go one way my poems go another and something in me goes somewhere else neither I nor my poetry know- So that we are now perhaps at the end of a poem which not long ago quietly and sadly was only just begun.