Where my handwriting gets
old (e.g., I can’t tell whether
this says “the candy is in”
or “I’m dying”), for me,
isn’t just a means through
which to pass the night
or whatever.
To pass through it, not
over it is key, I think.
If I were filming such
an atrocious movie,
I would begin here.
Not again.
From now on I
will do two
things at once.
Presently,
I’m drinking
orange juice,
and the conf-
erence call
has just
begun.
What an
excellent
afternoon,
I think,
walking
my way
into the
sunset.
