Enstrangement.

To keep out the astonishing noise

Of those who poison their veins with nonentities

And those who have never touched

The gates of sweet illumination.

Then and only then my house will truly be

My castle.

I will find you in the violence of the waves that beat

Against  the boulders of a forlorn beach

And your return shall show me how

All of them were only  carven images

Digital creations of an imagined land

And that all I needed was

Your song.

Tell me! What was it

That carried me away

Into enstangement.?

Alfred Grech

21/07/2020.