Elucidating Questions

The undefined shadow of a light

Through a tree

Through the clouds

No sun to filter through leaves.

The ground isn’t wet, but I heard the rain falling

Hundreds of drops outside the window while I curled up in blankets

Imagined the rain

It sung me to sleep.

The wasps are stinging because they’re hungry.

And they don’t know.

Just like no one else does.

Some get the feeling

But it’s sometimes nothing

Or something unseen.

Like how the sun is muffled,

How the clouds give safety from the direct light,

But you still miss it.

The sun.

Apollo the sun who I cannot see.

I hope you’re relaxed and relaxing and that not seeing anything makes it better for you because I just feel better

When I can follow you and I don’t know why but that’s where I got

I suppose I went so far to one side

The grass is still starving, silent and brittle beneath me

Some of the trees have begun to notice the decline

So early,

But I noticed it too.

The way the colours faded slightly

The lighting changed.

Sometimes I feel like I’m in the wrong conversation.

Others I think there’s no way that he doesn’t know.

Sometimes I forget all the knowledge I have isn’t testable.

The light breeze coming through the trees and the light breaking through

As more collect above

Three or four solid days

But due to the taking away

Broken into pieces and time slots.

I still sing for it

The rain.