Enforced Awakening
A Poem about Spiritual Interference

I knew in the time
Between becoming awake in bed
And walking out the door
Oh
About an hour or so later
That it changed
The heavy feeling in my chest
Carried for half a year now
Fortifying the will and choice to engage
With local world having full access
To the insides workings of my brain
Nowhere to hide, nothing sacred, everything bared and
On display for serious or whimsical judgement
(Your pick)
Is gone now
The moment I’ve anticipated
Clawed myself and universe raw for
Prayed in dismay for
Was surprisingly like any number of morning’s
Moments, barely distinguishable in fact
Testament to the perfect melt that is the earth and ether
Would the bigness be right outside of the door to the outside
Made available by the awareness, if the not the very fact
That
My thoughts are mine alone, once more?
Nothing could or would be the same as before
The energies interfered, turning this human into a
Veritable radio transistor frequency
With involuntary tune in
For the others, I project that
A return to pre-broadcasting days
Is a most welcome rest from
Having their own minds bombarded with messaging
A vibrational palaver deemed most necessary
By the intelligence with the technology to make such impossibilities possible
An unlikely shared reality
A shared moment when the quiet finally returns
Respecting our respective desires and wishes to some
Shred of sovereignty
About the Creator
Sarah Campbell
Creating is a necessary compulsion for humans, and I am a compulsive. Not sharing is not an option. Paradox and irony inherent. Pleased to read you :)


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