Elucidating Questions

Setting Greek fire to the lost tablet.

I could stand like a good soldier but

Then I’d have to lose this strangeness

Just refuse to bow and say whatever

I don’t come in aiming fingers, and it gets easier to understand

Like,

That moment when you realize your entire life is a construction for someone else

That you’re living a lie and you ask

Why did you do this to me?

And then you hear this silence

And the reply is

Well I didn’t

Did I?

But I know well enough that we don’t listen very well,

We run off with it and almost end up far too far away

Did you see?

Because I did and it hurt.

A hand on the side of my face

And then he’s screaming and he’s so calm

But the answer seemed final

Why is that?

Because I see you making that face again the

Smirk like you know so much better than me, but usually I don’t know what the loudest words are

Is the only way to create something by beating it?

Five different jokes

But it was a sad question.

I wonder if I’m just starting to hear laughter in the tracks or if it was always there and I never noticed

But I can feel the emotions spoken when they’re spoken

Like I can see how your face must have looked when the sounds came out it’s weird

Highly visual in the subspiritual space of humanity.

Listen close and hear my thoughts in every note, like that but not because I only feel one present

And it isn’t the heart throb simply because the words are empty empty there’s no expression here

The song grows empty, I wonder why

I only hear the soul,

Not the thoughts sorry

Where’d the soul go?

I think there’s a damn good party going on,

Somewhere far far away

Somewhere where the words are for.

I never said it was meant for me I said it was like.

Often.

Always.

I was just writing it down.