to know nothing

we cannot back space to a place in our minds we felt bitter
we felt better
to edit
add credit to creativity
demonstrate ability with
 twenty six keys
express with ease
what language would tease
with the elements of time, of hearing
of interpreting what was heard
from that which was told
to that which has been learned through experience
of he who was spot-lit to respond,
react to that which
was shared for whatever reason

vice versa

what the hell were you thinking when you shared with me your thoughts?
i know nothing, but what lived. what lived.what lived? what mattered.what matters when what i can give you is so malleable,
so vulnerable to mesh with what you so willingly will incorporate as you feel fit.

what were you thinking when you asked me for answers.

i can give you nothing, nothing which you interpret as something,thinking i have lived, you too have lived and your life will take mine and mesh and produce what you feel fit as an answer from me, editor in chief you are to the pseudo words of wisdom.

and there you were simply doubting every word i said. rightfully. i know nothing,feel free to fill in the blanks here and there.