What was it Jack
In the silent darkness
That devoured you whole?
Of light
That flashing sight
To a world
Of twisted words
Contorting truth
Into snares
Filled with dares
For sedated
Unsuspecting
Compliant fools
Whose ignorance
Was bliss as
Grease smeared fingers
Voracious gluttons
Served to stain and blot
The beauty of
Your words
The beauty of
Themselves
The simple beauty of
Beauty.
All lost
In the deafening dark
The dark
That devoured you whole
