Ears that can’t quite hear everything

That can also hear everything

No I can’t understand what you just said,

But in twenty minutes I’m going to hear someone say

From across the store

Let’s get in line

I would like to hear

Something

Something other than buses and the tone but not the content of every conversation

Yes and no

Lost at once, why not?

Does he reach me?

Why does reaching me feel like the end?

Why would that be my fate?

I ask plainly, the little ladies with the thread

I defy it

Don’t you forget about who though?

Me

Okay “Me”

I wonder why it’s always mysteries and unanswered questions

Three

All my hims are in fact pieces of shit who would never get anything done unless basically forced to

Passions not withstanding

I wouldn’t mind a lovely lady

Really I’d just like a someone

Their whoseits and whatsits don’t really matter

It’s the heart

If there is a being on this Earth who can put up with me

Can we cross paths meaningfully please?

I wouldn’t mind some cats

I don’t mind becoming a person who lives with cats and is crazy

Do you hear it?

My soul screaming as we return to that place

That is my home

That I cannot escape from

Alas I

Do not have a tune to look to

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