Elucidating Questions

Sometimes so soon it’s like we didn’t even fuck.

Sometimes it feels like a dream that was had over a night and away again you went when for a moment it felt like

I actually saw you.

Yet right back to square one, or zero really, I suppose there was a connection possibly to you or him, but unconcerned and honestly the best way to do it

Was to pretend it never happened just like always.

Try try again to try try to hold a conversation, but don’t remember how or when.

Running away and the words of other things that don’t belong.

Covers still seem to think it was easier to pretend to sleep beside than it is alone.

Too much in the thoughts to connect, and would rather forget, just one more thing we wish we could forget.

It we I this.

Or however it is. The drink pours down.