Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down

Dear Sufjan,

Maybe words are futile devices because you use too much of them. I know I do, so I think I understand the sentiment. I mean, there you are trying to express love, and it’s not happening. Here I am, staring down my screen, reaching deep, nothing.

That’s it, right? Nothing. That’s what is so scary. The Great Nothingness. The suspicion that way down deep… what? What is down there? Void?

I sure hope not. But as long as you and I keep covering it all up with words, where are we getting, really? What are we discovering?

Your laconic fan,
Ian