Elucidating Questions

If you’re down it’s not because you’ve fallen from a pedestal

It’s as if no one can see the other side of anyone to think that

In this ripping waves of the tide

Grabbing my attention further than

Could you wait to say words like that until I know why you’re even here

In the lopsided sadness the darkness doesn’t fade to light

If you woke me up to see the sunrise I did

Stay*

Did they not expect me to run to the door?

Singing the guitar to the sun and the

Signal to the stars

What could the better of the lens be?

The story I came for the reason to be created

The story that is the reason I came.

The story that I came for the purpose to create.

Awkward clunky translations because they don’t speak together

The cats have started to come out.

Go and come back.

I wanted to see you.

Somehow silence is more good than speech

He’s been good to me in holding back all the awful things he should have to say to me

But I still get lost and need to hear him

I can’t explain it and I won’t because I feel like

Easy

So easy

But the difference

It’s not a difference though

One has more emphasis on the differ

Than the feren

I drink every night to your continued success

Don’t go there

Undo the ties and whisper something else

I’m lonely

So here’s another day

Spent away from You

Another night spent on an Ocean Avenue.

And my heart? I hope to die.

I hope it dies.

But what could be mattered

Why do I need it

Make is something else because by the end I’m right back where I was

Higher

If my beating heart is the bet

I hope Hermes loses.

I simply care not to think about that which cannot will not won’t not happen

How did there end up being no fight in me to go towards the desires

Cursed desire festering nothing but pain and bitterness

And how come could you not tell before the end of the beginning how much a toy is worth to a god with few toys?

If only the snow would fall to the ground and whisper the sleep back into the world for one more day

Stay stay

And then play in the wonder of once a year

Even if I’m screaming even now the skies cannot hear my wants

Like a child screaming to the rain his want for it to cease

The rain has already fallen and cannot thus be stopped by petulant childish whinnings

Why cannot I borrow from I?

Instead shuddered by hills of silence.

Am I mad?

Of course I’m mad you planted in my mind all the things to ruin everything

I just want to know what the bet was so I can decide who wins it

Hiding under over behind your blanket that never touches the screen

I don’t want to know which of you started it but I know

It’s just like you to fuck around with someone’s life for fun

When did you get permission to bother me?

How am I supposed to believe what you say?

Bother do I mean interfere attempt to recourse

And yet I feel the less sinister of the two

Don’t tell your daddy he may get mad

Throttled laughter

Such things you do in the dark when you have nothing to lose

But I have nothing to lose and I still have nothing to lose

Just nothing

So much nothing

Let go of nothing

And show you a self that is how I am

From the outside not in

It’s all from the outside battering

I can’t let anyone next to me

Hey so I saw Will today

Thanks for the heads-up

Because one sees I’m angry and says

Of course you are. But you’ll love me later anyways.

And the other

Starts trying to burn away the clouds to prove he’s not hiding

I can’t with you two, honestly.

Gods I love you fucking assholes.

I’m mad,

I’m so mad.

Fifty fucking thousand silvery lights in the distance can sing in unison with the madness I portray by being fucked around by your fuckery

But it’s my life

So it’s fine

At least it’s not boring

Singing in the store room of an old art gallery

What song what song in the dark?

He flinched when I touched him

Don’t remember what happened after I hugged him

Beautiful artist singing in the art

What I thought it was war is chess not warry enough for you?

It has to be about something I’m sure it’s not going to be without tears

But who could scream louder about how

That you say we’re predictable when you’re

Both

So predictable that every word was like

Well except

Whatever that’s where we all get stuck because it’s worth to us

How could

It wasn’t Hedley so I hit shuffle twice

Perhaps not how could but

When could

It’s not as far as too far goes but it’s certainly an off putting habit

Does anyone know what I’m talking about with?

Indeed indeed an inner monologue

Of so many