Elucidating Questions

Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • Why do bad guys always win?

    Bruised and battered you continue

    You continue but

    They always win

    You remember children’s stories about good people

    You remember all these stories where the good guys win

    But you look

    And look

    And look

    And the bad guys

    They win every time

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  • Thoughts fleeting

    Flitting about

    Stop saying it’s going to be okay

    Because I know it will

    But for now

    It doesn’t stay to say its name or state its cause

    Just torments quietly before it’s thought

    Just lost in thought

    Wish I could pull out of it

    It’s anxious thinking

    Think think think

    I’ve had enough

    Five little lives keeping my life

    But the thoughts torment

    Torment

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  • So, who do I talk to?

    What do I say?

    Who actually wants to hear it?

    Five hundred more poems no one will read?

    Yeah.

    Because they always say talk to someone but they never say who someone is.

    I’m sorry. You’re not no one. I’m sure you’re a perfectly pleasant someone.

    But you’re no one who can help me.

    I put up the front like I feel the winner

    When in my mind all I hear is that I

    That’s last place

    Gotta just go on getting the start wrong

    What makes it better?

    Besides the crippling anxiety

    The loss of employment

    No possible immediate remedy for financial ruin

    Dragging five life forms with me

    Why does my mouth sew things I can’t hold up

    Just going until I’m in a complete nothingness

    Did this one to myself

    Now who’s left?

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  • Come with me

    Why don’t we live nowhere?

    Where everything will be quiet

    And the sounds will be wild

    Let’s go live nowhere

    Where the trees are older than everything

    And the creatures haven’t seen something like you or me

    Let’s forget the city and the lights

    Let’s go live nowhere

    With a few sheep

    And a couple horses

    Nowhere

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  • My secret conversations with the sun

    Do you hear me out there

    You can’t hear the car alarm go off

    It’s so loud

    To say that to space

    Can you hear me?

    If it doesn’t travel does that mean it doesn’t exist?

    But you’re warm

    And I could stay curled up next to you until the end of time

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  • Still singing one love

    My one love

    You haven’t had enough

    Still haven’t had enough

    Still left still wondering

    If one true love is the only love

    My love

    Why?

    Got the start wrong

    And he married her anyways

    Even though his shape is so similar to mine

    Guess that’s just how it goes

    And you won’t say anything at all

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