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A Plea For Insensibility

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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Comments (2)

agree with sean...style lent to screams effects and the blissless calm of the stone in the final lines brought it all to a silent, but poignant, revelation...
Wow! I think this is the noisiest poem I've ever read! The fade out at the end to the conclusion 'the bliss of stone is that it has none' is really effective. Well done.