A Plea For Insensibility - Poem by Glenn Bagshaw
Shriek away, clear away sound!
Loud! Loud! Disappear the clear
searing cry that deafens the ear!
So overburdened to feel?
Pound away! bludgeon touch!
Then next weary the eye
until sight's kindly blind.
Let our bitterness annihilate taste
and rancid ways create
resolve to vacate odor's
formless home. Gone taste,
gone smell. Gone, gone all sight,
touch, all sound. Let the intense be numb.
All stabbing senses dwindle down
and stillness hollow each perceiving mode......
As with all of this-
know the bliss of stone
is that it has none.
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