Elucidating Questions

It doesn’t know how to count.

What is it counting?

Things that don’t exist

Of course it’s the best yet you don’t burn out you’re always steady in your own flame

Why are you my melody?

Hear the echoes know it’s not being heard right on purpose

No nothing is like it should be

This is entirely wrong

I can’t find the right words to write you

I just want to fuck and get it over with

So it’ll leave me alone

And I won’t have anymore fire for a few days more

But I know no one is coming.

Even the bus isn’t coming.

You’re wrong now.

Now it’s a lie.