The Exegesis of Light

To know light is to know dark.

Dark as from the endless depths

of a treacle ocean.

A dark where light cannot

be supposed, cannot

be constructed.

A dark that is not a thing but a state

of eternal being.

A dark with no shards, no sparkle,

no reflections, no edges.

A dark where terror shares the name.

As the whispers of

the nosferatu

meld the dark, the terror

into your eyes, your mouth, your soul.

And then, ahh yes, only then,

may you see the light. And oh brother,

oh I do tell you brother,

that I have seen the dark,

oh yes, I have seen the dark.

John Gilbert

Bäume und Figur vor dem Hospital Saint-Paul

Vincent Van Gough