The Event Lights

This is the chain of events that

Brought me to the light where you're not.

I was young enough to think that if I followed meaning

I'd find the temple of the Gods

But the chain of events has only brought me here.

God-figures are only bathed in light

Because of the spotlights I so graciously lent them.

When I decided at last to take back

Everything I couldn't know I had and

Get on the ski lift, return to the mountain track

You lost the illusion, and all my conclusions

Amounted to just me and my fierce defence mechanisms.

Save me, save me, I appeal to the highest of

Determinants to pull me through the sea of bodies I create

In my head, when the knife-thrower probably missed

'Cause I'd taken his light

I don't know anyone who'll follow me on the path

And there's meant to be a beat, and it's meant to be a song

But I'm no master so I keep it in print, and convince none.

Light comes with heat, mostly, and the fire goes on.

I'm enlightened, I'm enlightened every day

But it only gets heavier. I don't know how to take the weight

Of that green information I cut last night.

Who will come this way? Who's with me on the matters of the mind?

Who may I persuade to help restore the beaten path?

I don't need anybody, I say, to make it come true.

I don't ever want to be an inch closer to you!

And I scream to be big, to be sure you're convinced when you're not--

I'm immune, I'm immune, say, I'm nothing like you!

Leave me to cut and to carry! Reverse, please, reverse.

What am I not like? Who am I referring to?

The general void threatens to slice my resolve.

I am against the crowd! I am with my teacher against that beast!

What could be more beautiful than that?

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