Reversible

the brain floats in
so many realms

it is the screw
god drives to
inspire humanity

sometimes in the
dead of night
a million light years away
you detect waves

that worked on
the brain like a screw
to a goal, an all
important answer

then comes the
enlightenment
that death is something
that could be reversed

a delight follows
swarming the nerves

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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