obliterating light

10 plus 10
plus 10 plus
10 plus 10
plus 10 more
pages
filled with words
that twist and
wind and slide
across the sheet
hanging on to the
paper cutting
edge
until they slip
and fall into
up-turned ears

pulled, crackling
and hissing over
eardrums looking
for meaning and hope,
searching for the
gospel according to
someone

reams fly by and
you mouth every
word like you did
at every teenage
rock concert
and you wish that they
meant as much now
as they did then

those pages
those songs
the deafening whine
that reinforced your solitude
they are all right here
before you
coming into focus
spoken by no one
written into the
obliterating light

— GLB

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