Mind Wash

In a jocular manner
The gloves come off
To circumvent the promise
To the secular distrought.

Only the blase and dignant
Bring the honest insight
To the bound,
Celestial remorate.

In thought and process
The voices wain;
Soothing agony
Reprieves the pain.

Tonight you’ll bask
In certain majesty
And awake tomorrow
To urge legacy.

©2003 Joe Jenkins