Is Nothing Sacred Anymore? (a poem)

Is nothing sacred anymore?
Or have we talked about this before?
I can’t remember

Tall shadows in the courtyard of my mind
Were designed to keep me confined
To the dust of civilization and its embers

Don’t act like you’ve never done it
The asylums where you commit
Your killing-spree benders

The sacred is heretical
Pure evil is angelical
And you are the worst offender

On the highway, everything is permitted
Without God, we are all restricted
There’s no way to surrender

Is nothing sacred anymore?
Has all the territory been explored?
Close your eyes while we get dismembered

(Photo by Zoya Loonohod on Unsplash)

5 thoughts on “Is Nothing Sacred Anymore? (a poem)

  1. ben Alexander September 11, 2021 / 1:47 pm

    Nick – I loved this. Could you say a bit about this stanza? It makes me curious:

    On the highway, everything is permitted
    Without God, we are all restricted
    There’s no way to surrender

    All best,
    David

    • Nick Pipitone September 11, 2021 / 1:52 pm

      Thanks, David! So this stanza was just a bit of wordplay. There is the famous quote in Brothers Karamazov from Ivan that “Without God, everything is permitted.” Basically, I just put it in the inverse. Plus, I recently took a long road trip driving America’s highways, I was definitely creeped out by some of the truck stops lol. Hope that it explains it, though it’s abstract, so I’m not quite sure the meaning, either. Could just be nonsense haha.

      • ben Alexander September 11, 2021 / 1:54 pm

        Thanks, Nick 🙂

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