automated mess

i love imagery

for instance,

i love to imagine that some cheery person

is still sitting behind a switchboard

plugging me in to the person i just dialed

or

that some hard working people still

stand behind the scenes at the post office

and sort our mail by hand

carefully sorting mail into little cubbies...

so imagine my surprise

when i got to the mailbox the other day

and found this little gem...

not the holiday greeting from far away that i imagined

but one mangled mess right from our own nest!

surely not sorted lovingly by hand

but instead some cold, creaking machine's lunch!

what i love is the stamp

informing me of an incomplete address

that's the least of it!

and if i knew who the recipient was,

by all means i would send them another

but i do not

so here's hoping they got at least the other half of the card!

P.S. wait for it...i am one post away from 100!