Memory hole

Memory hole

You are looking over the ruins of a town

a place that once was very familiar to you

but you do not remember the war

that has thrown its pillars to the floor

and crumbled its stones to dust

Sometimes a part of you screams and despairs

how did I lose all this beauty, you wonder

but the deafening silence of echoes replies to your shout

You are present

and yet there is a hole in your consciousness

you are here without being yourself entirely

there is a part of you that is still missing

buried under too dark a matter to let the light in

As long as your eyes do not form a perfect circle

some things of this world will keep on eluding you

and you will not be able to see

all the facets of the truth you are seeking



About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. You will also come across many paintings by Chantal Peguiron that are intimately related to my artwork. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. If you like it, don’t hesitate to subscribe and follow me on social media! May you have an inspiring visit!

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