The world as it is

The world as it is,
just as it is,
without embellishment,
without ornament superfluous,
is already mind-fuckingly 

If you don't think so,
then you must 
see the night sky 
from a mountain top
at 10,000 feet
on a bitter cold
and wind-scoured
spring night.

The Milky Way
will rip your 
mind open.

You can see
the lines of 
your own hand
in that light

and you will know
what they mean.

13 thoughts on “The world as it is

  1. Now that is an attention-grabber… feels very big, my hand against the milky way. This poem is quietly epic. I don’t know if that makes sense, but it’s what I felt out of it.


  2. This makes me think of a moment in The Restaurant at the End of the Universe where Zaphod is placed inside a box (vortex) where he is shown the entire universe and his place in it. Normally this destroys other life forms since their egos can’t handle it. . . but he comes out thinking he is the greatest thing in this universe.

    And why not? 🙂


    • Why not indeed? Aren’t we all the greatest things? Can’t really take any credit for it, but here we find ourselves…It’s been too long since I read Adams. It’s been on my re-read list for ages…


  3. He actually has the whole universe in the vortex with him. I like thinking that your poem might have the whole universe right here, waiting for us.


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