“No-Sense” by James G. Piatt


Have you ever heard a symphony with deaf ears,
The floor moves in waves,
The air pulsates in your unhearing ears,
It is like experiencing
A painting when you are blind,
Colors and shapes, within your mind,
Creep across the membranes of your memories,
Like feeling a kitten, when you
Have no hands – softness enters your thoughts,
It is like tasting chocolate
When you have no taste buds,
Smooth and sweet,
But, of course, those things can never occur
When you have no senses,
Funny how one never appreciates,
Senses when you have them.