Elucidating Questions

Do you even know where your joints are or are you just in a right strop?

Knees go one way not seventeen you freak.

I love your hands though.

Hopefully you don’t mind her looming over your shoulder

She’s taken.

It’s either the teeth or the eyes

Or that you won’t put on a shirt.

Little woodland boy playing with strings between his fingers

He never lets go of them

The silent singer who waits for a tune

The brothers I think are just happy to be free.

My companions.