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Healing, Just Thinking, Poetry


  I no longer have visions of elapsed love or yesterdays lovers.

Cannot recall faces of past relationships; I do not remember where we went or what we did.

I cannot hear the sound of their laughter; would not recognize the lull of their voices.

Touching past today would be foreign to me; The offer of love recanted and tried anew would oppose my skin as oil repels water.

I no longer harbor memories of ships crashing in the night; Screams of drowning sentiment have quieted.

I have been afflicted with amnesia.

Anterior souvenirs have drained from my memoirs.

Pages in the journal of those who came before have erased.

I no longer yearn for that which is intangible.

Nor touching shadows of the elite.

I no longer desire in my sleep.

Nocturn falls upon shoulders with restless ease. 

No memories of woes; Nor tears; Nor nightmares.

I am no longer aware.

I am with you.


About The "SoKey" Experience

Each morning I wake I pour myself into a goblet, slowly inhaling the scent of my own faults, swirling them around the glass, allowing them to breath, then I sip, allowing my own inconsistencies to soak my tongue before swallowing. If I am tipsy from my own frailties - I'm less likely to become drunk on yours. -SoKey (introspection)


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