when was the last time you approached a color’s name?
the last time you cried, what caused it?
what word hides in the newest cavity of your teeth?
mine’s terror, but we already knew that.
what awaits you on the other side of satisfaction?
where does motivation home in your body?
where do you hurt worst?
who do you feel most at rest with?
do copper and rust bring to mind the same taste?
what question are you hoping i won’t ask?
clearly mine is where do you belong.
can you know a place without touching it?
how far can you see before you struggle to make out the future?
do you deserve the luck you’ve found?
what comes to you first in silence?
what sound is creeping across the base of your skull?
mine is the low note on the organ, though i don’t know which.