Desolation Poem by Louie Levy

Self thoughts of visions
Obscured of ones self
Lost in caverns of oblivious light
Bats in a belfry
Not one here in sight

Darkened silence
Searching for sounds
Fleeting feelings
Unleashed of bounds
Kneeling for guidance

No escape!
Trapped by our own -

~~~M i n d l e s s t a p e~~~

...as such, the mindless tape of machines
unlike our own, void of soul, emulate what
we think is spiritual. We become that which
we extend of ourselves, a mechanism,
a' times, out of control.

Our spirit among many here,
can never glitch of heart and love...,

01.31.2003