conversation of the unnamed (part two)

you are
incomprehensible

well I would be, to you
sometimes I am not sure if you even want to understand
at all.

I live for the good times

the good times
we have

but this can’t go on forever
you are being unreasonable

why must you avoid my questions?

you would not like the answers

does it matter?
what matters is that I ask
what matters, is that you do not reply

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