No Mail

Three days now without mail and I’m peeved.
Not that there’s usually much of import,
but still, three days on, and I jealously watch
as my neighbors wrench bundles of paper from their boxes
and begin to feel cut-off from the world;
where are my catalogues, circulars, bills even?
In their absence, I can’t seem to help but wonder--
maybe I’ve finally ceased to be real?