Glorious Oblivion Poem by Natasha Ashwe

Lost in the days’ powers
I devour nameless hours
Though somewhere inside me the substance of your absence keep thoughts of you awake
Now I know what it means to wander
You used to be my calendar
Without you the road signs point ahead through this endless time of late
The label on the bottle says
‘Alice, drink it in, drown, ’
So, popping in and out of my bubbles of conscious dreams, I move onward
I am what impulse made me say
Yesterday. Today.
I will not follow after on your predetermined way
I never intended to change
You walk forward because you’re ‘on track’ and will not glance back to see
How I register the aftershock of my loss
And miss the kiss of the sun in your eyes you block from me
I turn around without a sound
I’ll get lost in the life I’ve found on my own
You’re a precious moment gone
Yet no matter, my walks in glorious oblivion have begun.