Enlightenment

Read something and was inspired to create a poem about what I was thinking.

We lay at the end

Of enlightenment

Our senses numbed

To the ever consuming

Ideas, feeding off the

Vision of our senses.

Sickly deranged ideas

Eating from our eyes,

Ears, mouth, nose, and 

Soul.

Pillars of enlightenment 

stand in stone, ready to

Eat us. 

Tame these pillars,

Make these stones bleed 

Their borrowed holy 

water.

Author's Note

Let me know what this makes you think, I'd love conversation!

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.

[Papaya]

Feels like a surreal journey through disillusioned ideas and finally hope and enlightenment.