Return Sender

What am I suppose to be brought to some hightened brilliance. a thought a spasm, a brain tumer of sorts, an envolope just waiting to be opened, no return sender, the return sender is left on a bender, who will take my call? I ask for no window, but if so I would like a screen, so where do we go? I'm going home where I rest my head and eat off of prisoner squares, leave it to me to leave it bare.