When I close my eyes..

When I close my eyes........

When I close my eyes, to turn away
from those conceited , turgid, engulfing
sights of scenes and segments,
avoiding a geometrical turbulence,
surrealistic escape into calmed meditation,
You look up the unaging firmament:
what are those glittering stars?
Each star is a triumph of the newly transported,
mocking at the ground, you wonder
if it is a virtual representation
of the departed soul, adieu to the
agonising soil of clutter and grim battle.
I stare at those unfading stars,
Silent shining voices of the demented.