A very experimental piece. I cleaned it up a bit, refined some of the stanzas, and removed the numbers. I think it's complete. I'd like to know what you think.


Epiphany

Dull grey minds and dull grey skies
Anticipate

In subconcious reverie
The instant that
A thought is formed
And held with clarity

A flash of light
A thunderbolt

And then silence to forbode
The sudden BBOOoOMmmMm.Mm..mm...m....
Of consciousness
As thought like sound explodes

In such a way
The mind can grasp

The cracks between'ing time
And seeing them
We realize that
We see the mind of God

Sublime the state
When lightening flash

Illuminates :

VVVVVV
VIIIII
VISSSS
VISIII
VISIOO
VISION

Divine revelation
Is one,
With essense of cognition

And in this wake
A music box

The scenery its song
The thunder PsLyAaYlSp
Topogrophy
Like spindle turning round

This echoing
Of consciousness

Dilation of the m miminindnd d
Invigorates
The perception
Of senses going blind

And fading, all that remains
Is metaphor

my thoughts: very experimental but a good read.
the downside: the numbers are distracting and i don't understand why they're there except sometime they correspond to the number of syllables in a line. the misspellings are also somewhat distracting and are disruptive for the tempo and flow of the poem.

You have to search for patterns and deeper metaphors to see past the apparent distractions, iconsistencies and anomalies. You might try contemplating it in an altered state of mind. The numbers are there as a clue but are probably superfluous. I haven't decided whether or not they should stay. My initial justification is that they are another metaphor for the poem as a whole. Its hard to explain.

Thanks for you comments.