am I waking up at all today?

Not sure it fits on a postcard i'm not sure sentiment is worth one fucking stamp, when a younger man i was no more happy though once i watched the pink broad sky, alone in a far-off sand and surrounded by the shadows of coyotes, one gets weak with linebreak, one doesn't have the heart to end it, as if believing perhaps one line might finally solve it, as if there might ever be one final line.