Psalm of a Man Pondering Nihilism (A Sonnet)
I felt the chaos like a capsule, small
It tumbled down my throat, dispersed throughout
To numb alert my body, I’d no doubt
Newborn idle entropy at sunfall
Senses are but half-blind court reporters
And memory’s known to give in to its whims
So man may doubt the gospels and the hymns
All the “truths” he’ll know will have no borders
For “meaning” needs more than a just-because
A cosmolog’cal constant, man requires
But now the tree of knowledge rots ‘mid fires
That char the good and all their obeyed laws
I felt like chaos in a bottle, capped
A message in a bottle’s still left wrapped
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