Elucidating Questions

Good morning and goodnight

Beautiful butterfly

The darkness of the night blurs the spaces between words

So this is heartache and my body hurts already

Goodnight and good morning

Six verily important xenial xenoliths

It’s nothing silly I’m just counting go to sleep

The kindest man I know knew I was missing my owl and justice and Jupiter and Athena and Zeus and and and

Sent an owl to tell me goodnight

I imagine his voice is like listening to a violin speak

In disbelief that she’s talking to me again to be certain

He says

I’m seeing you starting to emerge again

Readily saying things no one understands

Shrouded in words honied like daggers

That are really just thorns attached

To the rose who wants to be able

To heal the wounds that most aren’t able

To voice with words or even facial expressions

You say things that are true

As if they’re confessions

So there