Poem

so sorry, post-person,
but I'll be sending
a ton of books
before the end.

they are heavy,
because of heaven,
love and death,
soaked in blood.

I taped the box a bunch,
but the tape 
is from the dollar store,
so if it breaks just burn it. 

let the smoke and ashes
be the gift,
and hopefully 
they find their way.