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.