yaw

i’m somewhere between bookshelves
browsing spines for the best big release
pausing in morbid curiosity
at the sheer number of words
required
in order to get the
other person to stop talking

seeing as how they weren’t listening
in the first place, i resume my silent
pursuit (and politely smile)

a hunter of that-which-has-not-yet-been
a curator of unknown exhibits

yes,

yes you can help me

by leaving me alone.

it is nice that you want to help
true appreciation at heart

something akin to a butter knife solving string theory