Elucidating Questions

A leaf falls to join me

Sitting.

Are we friends now?

Join with stick and other leaf and mushrooms and grass

I’ll tell you all the things I’m never saying outloud again.

I’ll whisper you secrets of ancient magic lost and love going to waste

To waste

Always going to waste.

Always hurting instead.

I don’t have names for them because they are pieces of us

Skin over top of nothing solid like a bag with no zipper to escape.

Let me out

Please let me out

I’m begging you to let me out

For the love of the gods let me out.

The stick is dead and sick.

The leaves are dead and brittle.

The grass greenish the mushrooms coming up from something else.

Faerie circles.

I never wanted to be here all alone.

I thought even one of them would come.

The enemy

The other side

I see no one there you keep pointing but there is no one there.

I wish I had an enemy.

Then I’d have something closer to a friend than I have now.

The scars on my face and the scars on my arms and the scars on my legs and the fever

You could do so much better than me any day.

Mommy why am I here?