Elucidating Questions

I am tracing through the stars again patterns known only to me like the collection growing that appears to be the Little Dipper littler

No,

Littler.

And the dog and the man are back as the boy and his knife slip over the mountains after the bear

No really when you can’t see the dipper there’s a tiny one

Littler

The size of the tip of your finger if you hold it up to the stars

Now reader

Audience

Viewer if you will

I will need you to be a bit quieter

Quieter than that

Just kidding I can’t hear you I can only hear me

And I don’t know who I’m talking to if anyone

There may be no one

Perhaps I’ll force there to be an audience, read it allowed in class

Make sure everyone has that weird look on their face

Yes

That one

Breaking every wall in the china shop.

Do you ever think about how you’re the only one that ever has to live with you every second of every day of your entire life?

No one else can hear the voice in your head

Or the voice in my head, I hear it

But you don’t

It would be so incredibly noisy if the outside heard the inside

I tried slamming up against the glass dome that keeps us trapped

Oh, I’m sorry,

Government propaganda

That keeps us safe and happy

And healthy

Definitely

Healthy

Impenetrable if you know what I mean

I don’t, anymore, reader

When staring into space

And I mean space

Between the stars

Out beyond sight

Sometimes you see a flicker out of the corner of your eye

No I see a flicker out of my eye

Sorry I got stuck in space for a second

There is no me there

I wonder if they are stars

I never would have seen

But for one coincidence of time space and circumstance

Or if my eyes are playing tricks on me

Or if the light from another star just so happened to hit my retina in such a way that it reflected within my eye creating a glare or actually bleaching that retina which is what causes fuzzy visions when lights are suddenly turned on

Which is cool

Except this was poetry and not a science lesson

But also if the birds to your birds aren’t the stars to my stars

We probably have entirely nothing in common