Transcend
There is a wall
between the
sacred and earthly,
between the
eternal and ephemeral.
I want to destroy it.
I am stuck
on the earthly side,
my nose pressed
against cold granite.
Impenetrable.
Until
a spark of emotion,
lonliness or dispair,
tranquility, hilarity
disolves the wall,
for just a second,
like a glitch in the Matrix.
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I love the use of ephemeral here, it gives the poem a mystic air. I don’t know if this was the intended effect, but this reminds me of how I feel when I write. Excellent job!
I 100 percent identify with what’s going on in this poem. Those glitches in the Matrix are like my little guides. Thank you for putting it into words.