Ques?ion

I woke up from a sleepless sleep,
Awake the whole time,
Mumbling something I couldn’t
Understand.

Wakeful still,
I wandered.
My house isn’t big,
But I was lost.

Is that a hallway?
Or a doorway?
Either way,
Which way do I go?

Does that door lock?
Is the lock locked?
Can I get out?
Or do I just wait again?

These stairs never end.
They aren’t big stairs,
They just never end.
But they must.

The warmth of my bed
The comfort of my bed
They’re at the top of this.
But that’s unimportant.

I sleep sleepless,
In my cold basement,
Making love to words
And the sweet sound of smiles.

Look! A problem,
Get under it.
It’s easier than over it,
But you’ll never get past.

Climb the stairs, J.
But I love her.
So?
But she loves him.
So?
Climb the stairs, J.
But I don’t want to leave her.
So?
I’m under it, she’s over me.

Dammit man, get yourself together.
Then climb the stairs.
Get over, not under
And it won’t be over you.

That’s stupid,
You’re stupid.
Once I’m over it,
I’m uninspired.

Is this what it’s about?
No, you fucking idiot.
Yes, you fucking idiot.
I don’t know I fucking idiot.

Just go upstairs
I’ll meet you there.
You’re already here.
So it appears.