I Send Pictures

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
Nine times of ten, 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 homed
Arranging their things in the shape of songs