Bar and Jelly

Feeling pretty low-low down today.
Somewhere between the curb and the asphalt road.
Felt rocks falling on my head since morning.
Sad bird noises in the back room upstairs. Very annoying.

Andthensuddenlydoughnuts!

Aye, doughnuts today, spontaneous and unscheduled
(the two best flavors of doorknobs yaunderstand),
and nothing I could do about it really, completely out of my hands,
happened to come upon them, what can one do, et cetera, et cetera,
so maybe it's the sugar talking - perhaps the caffiend
(for doorknobs and cappy gang together dontcha know)-
but I really think everything is going to work out,

perfectly.

And yes of course because we live in the world with doughnuts but also
because I saw a mailbox at the corner
with a question mark spray painted on its side.
"You got a problem?" said the mailbox.
"No, sir!" said I.