Unfinished Stories

Why did you misspell every question in this
Soft box you brought to me
Filled with names
And enough of my
Unfinished stories
To last for a thousand years
This gets me nowhere
But further away
From my part
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
I have watched you
In the past
Chew
Enough holes big enough
For me to taste you through
And dissolve you
Through
Wet cardboard and broken
Glass
You should shove this flashlight into the hole
In the tip of my tongue
And beg me to put you into a dozen boxes
Or maybe thirteen or fourteen or more
And hide you somewhere
And hide you somewhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere
This gets me nowhere