Elucidating Questions

I want to sing Barenaked Ladies at eachother

And fight the God of War

And for it to be so dangerous we’ll have to sign a waiver

And for time to be worth enough that forever isn’t long enough

How sweet

If only it could be like that for me

But indeed you know what time it is and I’m so out of sorts just trying to sort through

The remainder of the year that never was the feeling like

I didn’t know just how unready

And I didn’t know how ready I was until I realised I’d never get to have it with the person that meant the most

The world’s first place failure at love

Guess it’s not last place after all.

I wish I felt half as beautiful as he is

He’s so beautiful I started crying because he

Looked like a face I’d seen a long time ago with the sparkle of a boy in his eye

And he’s beautiful and I missed him but I don’t know how or why and he

He plays video games and he’s that adorable kind of awkward and making stuck up red carpet people feel awkward for one was adorable and there’s something there I hadn’t seen in a while

And now I wonder

I wish I could fall into the sky and leave

Because his hope is the song

And hope is a child

Hope is always a child

And I hope she hears him and he can be happy so that face never goes away because

He’s beautiful both ways and I love him but himself

Ignoring the blue

In the hair

I just recognised it

It would be nice if he could live the rest of his life like a teenage dream

I hope it’s everything that it seems

Even if it hurts to breathe it’s the right thing to do and my lips burn and my eyes burn and my head pounds but

I just want him to be happy

I just want him to be so happy

Maybe one of us could live the rest of our life without pain

It should be him

It should be my sun

It should be your son.

You should live happy.

You should be the one.

If you want to occupy the space in my vagina just do so already

Rent is cheap

Just situate yourself on my bed for a short while and we’ll talk about how you can’t touch me there

And no talk to touch no eye contact

Like with Ceser Millan?

You will ask

If you’re into that sort of thing I guess

I will answer

But oh no oh no something terrible has happened

I have said

The v word

Scores upon scores of doodled phalluses

Thousands of years of penis jokes

We knew how to perform penis surgery

Before anyone knew what was actually in a vagina.

Think about that.

Cutting pieces (at the time for sanitary reasons, now because people are insane in the membrane) off of a penis was regular practise

Before

We knew what was inside a vagina.

So like men in Lysistrata walking around with giant phalluses attached to them?

Jolly good show.

Me making casual reference to the parts I have

Women can’t even do that who knows what I am

But there was probably a pause.

Just so we’re clear a bunch of women running around dressed as gaping holes that have weird folds and spurt blood 12 weeks of the year

Is not what I’m after.

Less people running around singing about life as if their genitals hang out outside their pants

Maybe

God when did the world get so sexually frustrated?

There once were a purple rabbit, a blue wolf, and a purple ox

No moose

The purple rabbit loved both of them very much

Let the blue wolf walk all over it and treat it like dirt

Watched the moose from afar and admired his antlers- trees and lichen caught in them, a great web formed

Also there was a cat that was mostly see through

One day the wolf said

You don’t really love me, you love someone else

And the rabbit went to the moose

But was too quiet and couldn’t be heard

When the rabbit couldn’t be heard it dug holes all around the forest and plain for the moose to fall into

The cat scratched at his leg and hissed loudly

While trying to keep the wolf

And losing all notion of self

The cat and the rabbit walked as one

The moose had friends

A bear, a buffalo, and a

Rabbit fish

…

Yup thought so.

An otter.

Probably would be better if it was all B animals a Baboon a Badger a Bandicoot a Barracuda

But this one has legs

And lives where also a buffalo and a wolf and a bear and a moose live

Screw biomes and “native locations”

I mean this rabbit is friends with a wolf so obviously we’re going for romantic children’s tale or something

Anyways,

A bobcat or a beagle

A wild beagle

Or no otter will do.

Or, no, otter will do.

Punctuation. Very. Important.

Grammar less so

The rabbit was giving itself to the wolf in pieces, offering up everything it had to take

While digging holes and standing close and trying to get the moose the bear the otter the buffalo to hear

Something

The wolf took everything

Like a pirate

A pirate wolf

Probably has an eye-catching hat or something

Red buffalo, indigo bear, blue otter

Colours

Animals

The rabbit was lost with nowhere to turn

The wolf didn’t want to talk

Only take what he wanted then leave

The moose

The rabbit never found out if any of them heard it.

The moose wanted to get the attention of a beautiful yellow fox

And never offered so much as a glance to the rabbit

The wolf

Who was the only friend the rabbit had known for months

The rabbit

Having forgotten how to speak the language of the forest animals

Was isolated and alone

But, the wolf told the rabbit

Once I had a red doe

I still want that doe

I do not want you

Begone

The rabbit was terrible at this

And terrible at everything

And just generally was shit

So it wasn’t surprising the wolf picked the doe and the moose picked the fox because

The cat got involved like a dick

And the rabbit is stupid for trying to be in love with a moose or a wolf or anything because it should probably be

Bubbles by now.

The prince always picks the pretty one

And she’s always going to be better than an it anyways.

There’s no use writing letters to brick walls.

Brick walls never respond.

Even if you want them to.

Even if you beg them to.

Even you would do anything for anything

Down on your knees

Sobbing into the masonry

Silent it will stand

There is no rhyme or puzzle to solve not a sphinx a brick wall

Even beautiful and tall and keeping the inside in the outside out

There’s no use writing letters to a brick wall

And no one ever started counting the tears

Unmoved

Unless you can cry over that wall for centuries

It will be there longer than you will be

Give up because trying isn’t worth it

And never ever

Do anything like it again

Pink and purple hues

The same colour as the sun

Grandma was watching my English class

Another hummingbird flies by reminding me

Helicopters in the sky

The fading purple of the mountain in the distance

It could all be something

At least the beauty is returning to the world

The dark greys bleeding out into fleeting pinks purples

Blues reds greens

The moon is cut in half, half a face peering uncertainly out from behind a wall

Is it safe to come out?

Hearkening back to the year of failure

The year that never happened

The year of infinite loneliness and pain

When, learning what love was,

It was meant to be for someone else

And standing to the side yearning for it

Was all that could possibly be

When deciding decisions in the future

Always returning to the wasted year remembering

It didn’t even matter

Standing firmly still in the nothingness created

It never mattered

It was all wasted

Lost forever walking forward

Knowing love never mattered

And that it never mattered who