New realizations, “revelations.”
Profound memories oppressing.
Pointed spiked mind, painful to the touch.
“Handle with care.”
Memories, unrealized significance.
Thrust into lucid remembrances,
I nearly drown in my mind’s deep end.
Previously dipping a finger, now treading.
Well meaning doctor takes me by the ankles.
Dips me in my own epiphany.
Water boards me with the deepness of realization.
I come up for air, seeking “reality.”
I cough up water and breathe in smoke.
The water will never again leave my lungs.
Never can my epiphany be recanted.
joey k poetry 
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