Light Through A Microscope

"We'll have that cup right up for you"
She assures me of efficiency
This barista smile brought to you
By mandate of the company
I don't always want to be like this
I wish that I could smile just like you
Like it says in the employee handbook
But my personality breaks through

When avoidance for health crosses
Itself into detatchment
Lucidity becomes a battle
In need of reattachment
I appreciate you all are asking
My roommate if I am okay
I know you know not to call me
I never answer anyway

I weary of cheap chatter
Science diagnosing Light
No need to ask me what's the matter
Please know that I'm all right

Now the only creatures stirring
Before the sun sets moonlight free
Watching for each other, cops and tweekers
Never seem to notice me
Every day's a mental health day
When you're living in the lurch
Directed from above, the love
That I could never find in church

Where the words of all the Prophets
Turn to cloning of the employees
I disappear into the Other
It is the Truth that sets me free
And sometimes it sets me apart
It's an awful fine thin border
Between Catholic Fatigue Syndrome
And Jewish Personality Disorder

I weary of cheap chatter
Science diagnosing Light
Don't ask me what's the matter
Please know that I'm all right

Science hides from the light it chases
Please get these mysteries off my chest
This empirical data's killing me
Students are instructed to disregard the rest
We only see what is revealed
We are merely human scientists
Proud of our own images in mirrors
If it isn't there, it can't exist

Our Lady of the French Perfume
Wears out the pad there where she kneels
A half a million rosaries
Will never change the way she feels
So go Hail Mary all you want
Whatever gets you through the night
I'll continue to convince myself
When I tell you I'm all right

I won't exist if you never see me
On any given Sunday
I'm hidden here inside the Light
Please know that I'm okay

 © John Kennan 2-1-20