thinkpiece for yearend

sent away to braincamp
made to ponder
sins of omission and commission
in solitary confinement


no joy in this cell
no symbol
no music of the spheres
mere thought


at irregular intervals
harsh noises on radio earphones
alien screams
in infinitudinous space


no time
the thinkers were wrong
meditation leads to 
no enlightenment


thought no proof 
of being
merely clicks
of mechanistic synapses


in infinitudinous
black time
no cycle no light
in saecula saeculorum