Author: Matthew Thompson
Poetry
Enjoy The Mystery
There's a darkness that fills the void.
Absent color its will destroys,
beyond the old boarded-up doors
and shuttered floors
lies a sickness
which even the most immune avoids.
The usual entry point to this world
of colorless, odious, noise
is the power button on any one
of your devices, turn it on,
let it seep in then explode with pride.
You live in a country which depicts violence
as a solution to every problem
Another minute not thinking for the majority is an ode to joy,
no answer to why, it's just me watching the night sky die
as the sun murders the quiet and that s...