Elucidating Questions

I paused for a moment, when the parks had the same pieces again

Only for a moment it doesn’t really surprise me

I just hadn’t seen one anywhere else before.

It all plays out like

If you’d just listen

But it’s so much listening.

It’s a job I never get a break from

Old man in a brown tan suit.

I wonder if the passerby is

Singing or reciting oral history no one will ever know.

Saturn falls with the moon tonight,

Mars watches quietly for once.

Or something,

You know.

If Apollo fell to earth it would be the strangest kind of poetic irony.

In so many ways, but I couldn’t find how often we meet.

I wonder how close he would have to be for us to see him.

Does it feel better to be a watcher and if so

Does the difference between star and sun mean something,

Or is that the name of the one in the middle right now.

When you’re not in the middle where are you?

Why are they missing I don’t wonder.

Usurped rulers often have their names erased,

But perhaps their children granted some understanding.

What was it like to be the child of such a being

I wonder silently,

Trying to escape my thoughts with the ponderings of stories past

Had they never stopped,

At least as how humans take them.

Neverendingly

Finding strange links in parks.

I already did this,

Over there. I don’t particularly want to sleep on a bench if my house is right there.

A sound in the night stopped leaving it partially silent,

Yes I have general knowledge of most things sometimes

Not numbers

There’s too many to have general knowledge of anything

I get by.

I had a dream where I got to speak to a bat he was very cute.

Sometimes I hear tweets in the night and I hope I have heard one.

I’m just hoping to buy some time by taking away the sight of it and leaving me with only the hand that barely can anyways so I will stop me

I’m just being honest I don’t know when it’ll break down again and desperately trying to keep all anger within

It doesn’t go anywhere

But the cat always scratches

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Feeling like “why” just because it hurts

I think we have to try but I don’t know why I just keep feeling like

I don’t know if I can believe you,

But I’ll try.

That there’s a reason for me to be under this sky.

I’ll keep trying to believe it because

Maybe I can leave behind some good

I hope I

Someday maybe something somehow.

I wish I could give every person a bed in a moderately conditioned place.

Even if it was almost nothing at least they would know someone cared enough to make sure they didn’t have to

Lose everything, ever.

But I can’t do that tonight

Because I’m trying so hard not to fall that far.

It’s not a joke.

Unless you want no where to go having no where to go is not a joke.