sounds like it was a heck of a night

i got no name on my mailbox

so they won’t deliver the mail

i know what i’m supposed to get

i receive it in electronic morning digests

from usps

digital preview image

of the letters and words the numbers

it’s all junk mail i scroll down and delete it

is this what i’m supposed to do

is this what everybody does

is this ok if i start to do

what everybody else does

if this is what i’m supposed to do

sounds of			found but 
narrowing hall                  echo & call
grow quiet			slow biting
stop to			        nod off
say goodbye			sad cry

				neither either/or 
				have standing here
				before & between land
				is the sense
				of a page turning
				this pile of confused strands
				rewards exploring