Elucidating Questions

If I close my eyes I can cuddle up to the sun

Or swing from Saturn’s rings

If I take leave of my senses

They reply

But who’s to say I’m wrong

When they’ve been proving themselves right

All along the way

Still trying to tease out the meaning of

Today’s meetings mimic tomorrow

But I already knew the sun was coming out and burning away the clouds

That the sun and sky would be visible when I was done

I mean

What was that?

I grit my teeth and sing it to myself sometimes

To remind myself that he wouldn’t listen

I have foresight and it’s real

I used to love that song

Eighties four on the floor drum thing

Every song that has it spikes my anxiety

Because he wouldn’t listen

You’re not ever going to get a Mary

If I have anything to say about it

No more slave girls forced to carry a baby she’ll never keep

No more rape victims of some maniacal god

Creepy old men raping fourteen year olds

That’s what you want?

Well

No.

No from now until they finish it.

Because everyone chose the wrong path