Elucidating Questions

Frankly vicious

The darker side of me

Hates everyone and everything

Save a few special people

The numbers of whom dwindling by the year

I am at my most wild right now

There is so much being demanded of me daily from all around

Forms to be filled out

Papers to sign

Boxes to fill

It’s so overwhelming right now that meeting my basic needs feels like a chore of demands

I don’t want to do the dishes in order to get breakfast

I just want breakfast

And the chores all around me

Do this

This and this

We don’t hate the fancy monkeys

What a thing to call humans

Christ

We just can’t handle any more demand for anything right now

I feel like I’m constantly working on filling demands

It’s exhausting

You’re kind of a prick, you know that?

You do know that

Ah, well

I don’t know how to embrace something so prickly

We’re polar opposites

Me and you

Me and me two

I believe he hates them because he’s supremely disappointed in them

The same reason I love them

It feels like we’re on opposite sides of the glass

I’m afraid to try to break through

Would he consume me?

Compartmentalized brain

Same space

Different times

An old defense mechanism?

It’s lost in the timeless memories that never return but for fleeting moments

Where we live them like a dream

Afraid to sully them

They come, uncalled

At the strangest moments

When did it happen?

Was it when I touched the stars?

The heat fused us together?

You were a thought

Well I thought you were

But thoughts come alive in this fifth dimension of my mind

I suppose I created something stronger than me

Just teetering on sanity

Always so angry

It’s all from inside but it ends up outside

Where do I go when I go and he’s writing angry letters into the void?

Do we imagine a soft resting place within for eachother?

I am the Moon

Light and Dark

When you see his face you don’t see any face

How fitting

They wouldn’t recognise it from inches away

As if he’s not even there

There nonetheless

I’m not coming in apologising for his words anymore it’s expected and I hate being expected

I tire

Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do

Just persevere