My other voice just beneath the skin,
its echoes muffled by convention
and chained from reason’s reach

to speak only to me, quickly and quietly—
my unholy voice of blatant honesty
I can neither temper nor ignore,

telling more than I truly comprehend,
amazes me: a brief non-sequitur
with a keen edge, blade like a mirror.

I have grown deaf to crowds chanting
simple mantras as demigods tremble—
I’ll keep my counsel with my wonderment.


2 responses to “WONDERMENT

  1. Peter Notehelfer

    A wise decision . . .

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Another absolute gem to keep where it won’t be forgotten, John.

    Louise Jackson

    Liked by 1 person

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