Elucidating Questions

The best part of my day is when I get into bed next to

The best part of my day is when I’m with

The best part of my day is

The best part…

I don’t understand the question

Or the thought or why it came and then dropped me as if it had something to say

The best part of

I guess when that cute guy was being a retail associate

I guess

I don’t understand the question

Are you trying to make me come up with some

Ritualistic thing I must do that I enjoy or something?

I get into bed when all my pain is too fucking much to deal with by myself

Or, what, I’m supposed to drink a cup of tea every night at eight because it makes me feel great about me

Or some other such fucking drivel

If I could get away from myself

My self

If I could get away from me I’d be fucking happy so why would I indulge in

Stupid fucking ideas of there being a “best” part of any day of this

So do you want me to explain how the music explains the explanations of what is going on in my brain so it

Was super cool once upon a time

But now it doesn’t have any other questions further

Yeah no fucking further questions your honour

Of whom exactly?

Your honour of whom?

Chester

I’m really excited about class though because I may find some new old things to play in

I love new old things

Someone who knows me well enough that I don’t have to explain that every time I go digging in sands

It’s all sand at some point

Perpetually incapable of feeling anything akin to anticipation

Or

That thing where you’re hoping for something and that something but also just like trusting that the something is even going to happen enough to be thinking about it

I can’t do it.

So it’s not as if the past can disappoint

Right? I mean what were you expecting

It happened

Of course it was bad

And yes I do mean that literally and eternally as every moment has already passed

And is now in the past

And yes

It continues to never disappoint because I already know

If it happened it can’t be great

Nothing is.