Elucidating Questions

That I was in enough pain last night to not write

To not go see Saturn

It’s the pits

My arm still hurts

By the time I went to bed I was groaning in pain

As the pain stretches on my endurance goes

The pain gets worse

Everything that hurts gets louder

My arm still hurts

Less than yesterday

Manageable pain

I can’t figure this thing out

First it was in my chest

That was fun

Then my right leg

Now my right arm

What is it?

I wonder

What is manifesting as this cruelty?

It hurts quite a bit still though

I’m just good at getting through it

There’s a morning dove convention in the tree next to the neighbour’s house

Or I guess it’s over now

That was a lot of doves

All flying over me

Did I just get low budget married?

Sorry we couldn’t afford white doves

Here’s some mourning doves

Or, if they’re mourning doves

Is it a funeral?

Who died?

Our Akita?

The smoke is thick again

I keep forgetting it’s morning

That was fun I didn’t think about how much it hurts for a moment

I mean, I did, but it wasn’t bad.

Sometimes I wonder if some of the pain is my brain just being bored and if I had something to do with people it wouldn’t be so bad

It’s not true, I know this from experience

I always just wonder if I’m making it up, just a little bit

‘Course then shit like this happens.

Not making it up

Real pain

If there is a world where I can exist without pain

Can I go there please?