Elucidating Questions

Tiny I am in the bottom of this hourglass I wonder how long it pours I’ll drown.

Break the glass and stand in the hole that’s left.

What?

If I don’t know where I’m going sitting in the sand waiting doesn’t seem to help.

This is a strange new game.

I wonder if it knows what it’s doing.

Getting my attention with mean words dusted over sugar.

Pretending not to see the sugar made it louder.

Can I eat them?

Who said it had to be glass I wonder how much I actually notice sometimes.

It’s not the words that matter.

Or the order I put them in.