Your Fun Is a Snob
—a Kenneth Koch poem title
Also, If you miss someone that’s in heaven,
put this as your status. But somehow wrap it in
hearts and double lines. I keep meaning to change
my picture (averaging a loss of 1.5 friends per day).
I look at other guys sometimes. Are they not worth
it?
Also, thank you for this week’s issue (lying atop my
laptop this morning). My favorite word on the cover
is INEPTITUDE. But also DISASTER.
None are sacrificial or spousal problems. I worry about
my age in relation to death. Something is certainly up.
I don’t worry worry worry (like this probably sounds).
