Senses
What is it like to be
just missing your senses?
I can’t really tell you,
because I can see,
and walk, and talk,
and cook and clean.
I try to occasionally
be social, so I like
to think that I do
enough, and I even try
enough, and if I try
I can even be interesting
enough
You might
be better off though,
if you’d just ask
someone other than me
But what if you suddenly
couldn’t touch? That
would entail cooking, and
probably cleaning, and
maybe dressing and even
walking. Those tasks
would be hard to do if
you just couldn’t feel
after your sense of touch
runs away from you
Would that mean that
you couldn’t feel either?
I mean what if you
just couldn’t feel
feeling, either
I mean,
what would life be like
if you couldn’t feel
what you’re so used to
feeling
What if you
couldn’t feel a hug you’d
want to give someone you love
What if you knew you
couldn’t feel the attention
from someone you needed
the attention desperately from
To touch
Is that a feeling
most people easily forget
about
Maybe you wouldn’t
be so easy to forget when
you value something so much
when it slips away
Think
of the times when you need
a driver, or need a hug
Or when you need someone
to feel the new silk shirt
you’re wearing
Think of it.
Do you think you’d miss what
food tastes like when you
can no longer cook, or no
longer taste
I guess all
those little details would
quickly slip away one by
one
Something to think
about
It’s just a thought.
I wonder how many feelings
we’d have to miss when in
part we’d stop living life
I wonder how much time
would pass before you
would be ready for the
madness to end
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