Elucidating Questions

The girls were fat

Were they?

All they did was dance around and prove he’s too thin

They looked like regular women to me

You know what Hermes?

He wins he often wins he’s not wrong

Couldn’t imagine they put him to shame

Couldn’t imagine he put them for me

Just dancing

Just dancing

Lucky them

They got to be in the same room as him

I bet he knows their names

Or knew them for the entire shoot

How lucky for them

He’s watching me sidelong

Wasn’t it a positive message?

He asks

A little bit

But as he’s already proven, dear Messenger

He’s not interested in fat chicks

Could you stop?

Could he have said hello?

A sigh

As if every action you don’t do from now on can be reasoned with “Well Josh didn’t so why should I?”

Please stop being boring

Said the deity with the six pack.

He responded by disconnecting my headphones.

Dick.

You

You know I think about it sometimes

How much I tried for you how much I poured out for you

How much I did for you

Hours and hours

Not one website two

Not one poem

One thousand

And I would walk

But I did

And you weren’t home

I sent it all to you

Memories I wrote memories I lost

Memories I’m afraid of

I sent you every part of me

And I still don’t know if you just never saw me

Or if you just never wanted to see me

But I

I tried

Did you?

I still see her grip

Resting trees flowers budded but closed

Her fingertips still brushed over the surface as if her lingering touch yet chills them

As late as spring is my body notices the difference

But looking around the humans are not affected

They say

I haven’t slept

I’m so tired

But they do not feel her hands on their skin

They do not feel her breath

They don’t see the remnants of winter

And see how their effect on her affects them which also affects me

They do not associate the sleepy lurid languid waking of the plants and creatures around them with themselves

They do not see

Winter’s hand long gone, Winter’s touch still lingering.

Love the earth until death do us part

Fighting the sky, fighting.

Lightning strike, sun’s rays, the messenger sends

Death

Well isn’t that nice – Hermes

No need to obliviate

They’re oblivious

As you disappear from the photos from the days from their mouths

No need to obliviate

You can stand on a bus where there should be ten open seats where everyone takes two to three to themselves

No need to obliviate

You’re obviously

Already gone

Now life just has to catch up

I wake in such a foul mood

With all the ferocity of a rabid dog

Off the scent of the hunt for weeks

I wake with a gnawing in my stomach

An emptiness in my heart

And a madness that has never been kept behind walls

I wonder how he got them in the chamber

Did he ask nicely?

I wake in such a foul mood

The dropping from there to here

With a bite waiting for the snap

It never quite sinks in

Never quite sinks in

That every morning I awake

Alone

Tired

Hungry

And here once more

Everything I begged not to happen just before blessed sleep stole me from his world

Only temporarily

Only temporarily