YOU SAW ME
RE: RE: RE: THANK GOD FOR ANONYMITY: This is not for you. Is that a clue? It took me 5 and a half minutes longer than I thought to write this. I’m still measuring the distance between us, but the walls don’t always quite line up. For example, I think you bought that book for someone else — you just showed it to me. But was that a clue? Or an echo? Or both? I mulled it over a sarcastically large glass of wine last week, and tried to play a little game of clue — but that may have only contributed to a further obfuscation and confusion. As you are searching for a clue to confirm, so am I. And I’m no Pepe Silvia, so to speak — as I said I’m out of red string, maybe blue would do. I wish I could wrap it up with a bow, but that might dissolve the anonymity.
CHEERS
POETRY: Half hippie scum//Bury me amongst the rubble//High above this city//As I sit along the graffitied fence//Covered in the yellow pollen.
WILSON GRANT THE GHOST HUNTER: Thank you for listening to my ghost story on the week of Halloween at the dog park. You are much appreciated. A big smile out to you.
ROOTING FOR SPOCANOPY: Cheers to the SpoCanopy tree program and team! All I did was submit a quick online request, and they did the rest. They checked utility lines, helped me choose a tree based on my location and preferences, brought the tree to my house, and planted it with stabilizing stakes. I love my new Catalpa tree, and I’m grateful to the people who run this program…