I have the body of a happy reader.
on the obvious earth, I eat.
so meet me in the relative middle.
and be still my quivering liver.
I'm still surprised at the things you decided.
even though I am loosened and worse.
but even so your athletics in avoidance.
is unparalleled in poetics and address.
this is a laser statement.
a riddle of where is love.
and what I am and what you were.
as you can I am still here and I must say it.
I wrote you a letter.
but I don't know where to send it.
even if I did, I would either throw it away.
or save it forever, like those earrings.