Strike the match.
Strike that.
Strike up the band
and burn us to the ground.
Listen to nothing.
Listen to no one.
The deaf,
moved by deepest vibrations,
rise up to meet us
betwixt silence and cacophony;
teaching us how to feel
and interpret the words
they can’t hear
but feel with a depth
which we sometimes lack.
We are blind
and struggle –
reaching out to recognize
the face of reality –
the face of the universe –
inverse infinity –
infinite perversions of intended design.
Revelation yearned for
is as momentous as imagined…
if only for moments
which we believe were imaginary.
Written by Jason Wright
November 29, 2018