I am pooling all of my resources.
I am well-versed in the art of
speaking with my mouth full. I
make a note (in my notebook):
Chrysler at 5:20am. Everything
I do is either an attempt to remain
innocent or an attempt to assuage
guilt. Like Sean’s idea of shoes
with reservoirs of ink or paint
and soles the shape of dino-
saur footprints so that you
leave dinosaur footprints
wherever you go.
My hand hurts from putting
letters of recommendation
into envelopes. Strange
pangs in my gut. And
dumb-sounding sentences.
On the other hand, Tweedle-
dum is just too smart. And
Tweedledee, such presence.
