The Transcription Of Meaning Poem by Rob Knetsch

the pages, so many pages
turned and turned, over and over
the reading of them all has burned
the eyes into forever darkness
as the mind has turned into lettermush

so many years, decades even
man has worked on this epic task
until the fingers sore, the hands broken
muscles and veins swollen and inflamed
burned out and away all sense of senses

stacked up to higher than the sky
the papers into piles of unread language
unknow to all who not lived those days
and now the driving force is most electric
digesting and chopping everything into bits

'The transcription of meaning' © Rob Knetsch 2013