The Memory Hole Riddle Poem by Bryan Taplits

My soul once shivered for years-
but now I am alone
Yes, buried in the ground-
dis-integrating under stone.
Can't think of what was-
or have hopes of what will be
No memories I have-
no memories for me.

When alive I once was-
I recalled like a stream
The rivers flew forth like a flood forming dreams,
But no more can I dream-
for my memories are now bereft
Un-awake for all eternity-
With nothing to have left.

No hopes, for new memories-
or old ones to reach
No memories to juggle
Nor promises to keep.
Just sleep and sleep-
that's always so deep
And emptiness for all time.
Nevermore can I seek.