to whom this command addressed is a crazy me-man, a street walking big DaVinci ibearded mumbler, the kind you would cross the street before the smell is close enough to sending you running, not just politely walking fast but a souped up hi-yo silver away!
this guise no surprise, you must and do already know where I’m needed, sealing the pact with a yellowtine post-it writ in simple block letters ordered in a brewed cafe, my latte arrive states my name as
come see me
come to the time the place and the date
and prepare oneself for twenty and fours of rigid interoperability as our systems interface reach the pure state of 100% ultimate wordless dialogue
communicating in with by perfect silence heaven
you will write a verse, my reciprocation is already prepared
this terse repartee will many spawn poems generational for your family amazing and extended
an elephnat never forgets, his servers are a rolling stone with no direction home, capacity unknown every blade sighted retained, and every sensate glance a phrase seeded
departure will find me clean shaven, pressed jeans neat, and shod in well worn dockers, cloaking my innate invisibility
when the children ask who was that, you’ll sage reply