Tomasz Gryciuk wrote a poem and mailed a picture: --- Denali --- In this morning glory I wake though I keep on dreaming Fine I say before anyone asks how I am today Two spoons of sugar into the glass A car's burn on a red light This sick town and gray clouds I'm strange to myself I know nothing about tomorrow In this morning glory I pray for rain, mist and Nowhere I say when everyone asks where do I go today Two spoons of sugar but no glass Cars' chase to downtown This unreal real stuff and I'm strange to myself I know nothing about tomorrow In this morning glory I am but not here anymore My lips kiss the sky and I just don't say I'll be back