Poem: Mount Sinai

By: Milt Montague


eyes closed
completely relaxed
comfortably ensconced

in recliner, feet raised
air conditioning hummms
ready for my next adventure

floating up and away
a thrill runs down my spine
embarking upon a new experience

I enter a vortex of time
and space to

in an….
immense desert
at the foot of a mountain

a huge group of people
some of them wildly
dancing around
a shiny statue

a man walks down the mountain
in his arms a large stone
with ancient writing

he stops
hurls curses
at the dancers
smashes stone tablet

a thunderbolt
cleaves the ground
swallowing the statue
and all off it’s worshippers

the rest watch in abject horror
and Moses goes back up the mountain



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