mmdxxix

The world is more vast than we realized, and
many people have died.
                                          —Aaron Simon

I didn’t want to get up
this morning. I meant
to say that I’m staying
in bed all day today
(if wishes were some-
thing-or-other; do-
nuts, maybe?). I
dreamt I dove up-
hill with X’s and
O’s. Several flights.
I wonder what state
I entered before I lost
consciousness (losing
consciousness helps
maintain confidence,
I’ve found—and keeps
me with a pretty sturdy
grip on my conscience, 

it seems to me...). I had 

one once, but I lost it. 

What I founded remains
uneven, tinted, and has
no concept of closure.
All kidding aside, I
just now sealed an
envelope into which
I had placed an email
which scaled my full
disclosure. I added
some interest, I like
to believe. If only
it were just the fax,
however. You may
laugh now, but just
you wait until you
find me; that is, if
and when you find
yourself opening 

this overly-in-

flated letter.