AT THE CORNER

I lived there. On Blankety-Blank Street and Unknown. In a kind of Pretty How Town described by cummings.

In Searchville. In Ontheway. Resident is how my mail is addressed. Or occupant. Once To Our Friends At.

Return to Sender. Anon. Invisible. A face in the crowd. Nondescript. Mundane.

I fit the mold. Because I'm a fit-in kinda guy. That shoulda been my name. Guy. Better yet, my middle name. Justa would work perfectly as my first name. And certainly not Justa Guy Who Cain't Say No. I could if I wanted to. I think.

You see I haven't made many decisions lately. But I'm gonna. You wait and see. Just as soon as I can get out of this bed.