I send pictures through the mail of buried treasures and Humpback whales to famous people I do not know I sign "Sincerely, Matthias Doe" I await their response Some send none, some send cops There was one, a senator from the island of Corsica She sent one from a shell She blew right through it and ordered a spell I,N,T,H,E,B,E,G,I,N,N,I,N,G,T,H,E,R,E,I,S Nothingness But after I, I heard it all I knew she was a false prophet (as was foretold) She's not the angel that I know She's not the woman for whom I am born Two Roman pictures guard the doors of these celebrities I adore I give them misinformation 9 times of 10 it leads to persuasion Wolves do not howl at the moon But at the fluffed-up poodles I walked in like a king Instead of pictures, I take their things I walked out to that??? Arranging their things in the shape of songs