Elucidating Questions

I don’t need anything

Any tomorrow without you is meaningless

How could you laugh when I was so lonely?

But before despair I will become a light that can be seen from anywhere

Even though I’ll never see you again

I hope our memories stay sweet in your mind

Though there is no guarantee

I still take a chance on you

If you’d take a chance on me

If you change your mind

The thing with guinea pigs

The thing is they’re incredibly social

Even standoffish Ruby needs social interaction

They teach eachother silly habits

Tanzy throws a party for food, water, toys, treats, floor time, a blanket existing

So Spinel joins in

Ruby cries when she’s picked up

So Spinel tries that too

Everyone else runs away when I try to pick them up

So Spinel starts playing tag

“Can’t touch me but I can touch you!”

Running around the cage with little nose taps to the back of my hand before she skitters away out of reach

This behaviour she shows slightly different from the others

She is playing rather than scared

The difference between a learned behaviour and an ingrained one

Tanzy has decided that when she’s on the floor and I make kissy noises

I’m asking for a sound off

And anywhere she’ll rumble and then wheek wheek wheek!

Here I am!

So Ruby joins in

But, quiet little peep, Spinel remains silent

Seeing them picking up behaviours from each other

I wonder how humans have determined animals don’t communicate with language

When sublingual communication is how we ourselves communicate much of the time

I want to lie on your lap like a cat

But what does that mean to you?

Nothing at all.

Nothing.

So what happens to the thoughts then?

The feelings?

Do they float fall to the earth like a feather?

Telltale signs of

To the ground where they sit untouched

Imagining it causes more discomfort than its worth

Dancing away from thoughts like

Fire that burns too damn hot

The sun is right there

Always that’s how

Always for you and me but not forever.

I wonder if the sun greets the sun’s we placed for him

Mourning doves cry

Couldn’t I?

Why do you whisper in such ways

I wonder where I could go or what I could do besides what already has been

Repeating repeating

I wish I could fight to see another day

I suppose I am

I suppose

I can never tell where I’m going when I get there

I can’t tell where one road stops and another begins

Or maybe Assassin’s Creed

This is the problem with secret melodies

They aren’t so secret

Every human who knows A-G

Knows somewhere in their soul the very melody you concocted.

So it can’t be secret

Unless it’s a secret that every body knows

Is it that?

Misknown sensation

There is a blanket on my lap

It feels like two hands on my thighs

I look at the blanket

Try to remind it

You’re a blanket

I tell it

I look at myself

It’s a blanket

I tell myself

A pain grows in my foot in reply

I move knowing it’s a blanket there is a head on my knee

And a hand on my thigh

As if a person is my blanket

You’re a blanket

I remind the blanket and myself

It still feels so