so long.

yup.
so long.
that's the duration, it seems,
that every single thing takes to go anywhere.
i'm beginning to suspect i'm never going to get there,
and not for lack of travel, endurance, or activation.
the nutrients aren't nourishing,
and the only destination seems to be somewhere else.
so i'll just say-
so long;
because goodbye isn't that good,
and farewell seems disingenuous.
i mean,
it's neither fair,
or ever going to go very well.
and if we're being real,
which i always am,
i don't generally mean it.
not literally, anyway.
neighbors,
the decline is steep,
but it's SOOOO LONG.
i almost can't believe it's still going down.
like,
below the bottom-most and out the other side, even.
we'll have to keep waiting and seeing,
but whatever is waiting on the far end
had better be pretty flippin' expert.
that's all i'm tryin' to say, duders.
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i should've led in with this part, y'all.
it seems the teleport only goes to the future,
because i haven't been able to change sh!t in the
here, the now, or the past.
awwwwwwwwwwww.
check it anyway:

postcards!!!!
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
i'm still making and sending them to
any and all worthy warrior poets,
in hopes of striking gold on some
cohesive, compatible correspondence.
if you want some,
you'd better email me your address,
or you can forget about it.
now,
there are other other ones, too,
but i've been waging a war of attrition
with the postage for postcards.
for real,
i have been sending them from here to here
in the form of love letters to the future.
that's a thing.
loose leaves of love,
falling out like autumn's last rattling exhale.
more misguided missives about
my misgivings tomorrow, kids.
tune in for a hot batch of that, i'm sure.
until then,
it will probably seem so long,
so,
so long,
and i'll see you soon;
never quiet, never soft.....