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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