The letter I wrote you
I'll never send
replete with confessions
you'll never condemn
epiphanies bristle
with smack pow sweat
impossible now to describe
or forget
except
I have.
and it helped me to write.
But it wouldn't do, reading such things at night
No comments:
Post a Comment
Anything you have to say - question, critique, interpretation, praise or rebuke - is received with gratitude and interest.
If it looks like spam and contains a link, though, it will not be published. I will cherish it to myself, instead. Thank you!