I Send Pictures

I send pictures through the mail

Of buried treasures and humpback whales

To famous people I do not know

I sign, sincerely, matthias doe

I await their response

Some send none, some send cops

There was one, a senator

From the island of corsica

She sent one from a shell

She blew right through it and ordered a spell

I,n,t,h,e,b,e,g,I,n,n,I,n,g,t,h,e,r,e,I,s

Nothingness

But after I, I heard it all

I knew she was a false prophet as was foretold

She's not the angel that I know

She's not the woman for whom I am born

Two roman pictures guard the doors

Of these celebrities I adore

I give them misinformation

Nine times of ten, it leads to persuasion

Wolves do not howl at the moon

But at the fluffed-up poodles

I walked in like a king

Instead of pictures, I take their things

I walked out to that homed

Arranging their things in the shape of songs