i sent
a letter
to
hunter,
postmarked
today.

i
folded it up
and
put it
in
a
pack of dunhills.

just a note of thanks.

i
have
given up
on
bending
time and space.

but i hope he gets it.

i carefully typed on the label

hunter s thompson
father of gonzo
snowy owl creek ranch
aspen co
nineteen seventy four.

i
imagine
him
shooting it
with a shotgun
while
deep
into
the second hit
of acid
sipping
chivas
on the rocks
and
eating
grapefruit.

i
explained
the
current
political climate
and
that
the
american dream
is
most certainly
dead.

also
the
changes
in rules
to
football.

just to piss him off.