EPISTLE II
Mon Cher, I am different in the evening.
Habibi. I get so teary-
I’d nearly forget you. To Whom It May Concern.
Dear Sir or Madam. To All Committee Members,
now and in the future: Allow me entry
into health. A night under the stars,
other galas. I need address.
If I could be
but on the guest list –
you see, I have been eating food
without the necessary olfactory sense.
It is like thinking about the idea
of pleasure.
Posted 10/19/11