The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive


We are all in gravity.

I should learn to "hang in there" but there's no place
to put the gallows.

If I tell a joke, I've already made a rigid structure
for the poles.

There's nothing funny about death and I always feel
close enough to it that I'm temped to write a joke.

It's raining out and the water, aided by gravity, makes
sure the bodies get wet.

Chills set in, pneumonia, you know the rest. probably broken, dead.

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