Hedonism

The almost true
Silence, almost
Complete darkness,

Experienced
By the sighted
And the hearing

Far enough from
Sources of sound
Waves and light waves,

Out in the woods,
Maybe, up on
The stern mesa

Overcast nights,
The great pleasure
And slim terror

Of the faintest
Sensation, not
None, just pared down

To a small sip
Of barely light,
Of barely sound.