Elucidating Questions

It’s gonna rain.

Then someone’s going to drop someone.

Then some guilting bullshit because I was clear.

Something about the bull who doesn’t want me so why should I care anymore?

Jupiter in the skies, the one man Army,

With the doctor at his side.

Is that tomorrow or this evening?

Who knows.

Time never means what it means to mean to say these days.

I’ll find the echoes anyways.

It’s how I live these days.

Seeing echoes.