Gone Postal | Tuesday Jun 17, 2008

I Close My Eyes

by David Ignatow

I close my eyes like a good little boy at night in bed,

as I was told to do by my mother when she lived,

and before bed I brush my teeth and slip on my pajamas,

as I was told, and look forward to tomorrow.

I do all things required of me to make me a citizen of sterling worth.

I keep a job and come home each evening for dinner. I arrive at the

same time on the same train to give my family a sense of order.

I obey traffic signals. I am cordial to strangers, I answer my

mail promptly. I keep a balanced checking account. Why can’t I

live forever?

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Comments:

lol...I used that phrase in an email to someone in another country which shall remain nameless in this comment:-) and they didn't know what it meant to "go postal". Love the capture. It's amazing how different post offices can be from one town to the next.

Posted by sherri on June 17, 2008 at 09:04 PM PDT #

You have a great eye for combinations and composition!

Posted by Paul van der Meer on June 18, 2008 at 11:46 AM PDT #