Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The Post Office Has Gone Broke.


I remember
Rich telling me
that you've got to send
mail
to get
mail.

Even when I send
mail
the bonds between friends
enter the ends


but there's no help for that


and I will never
be 
what you're looking for
, though
, I will sometimes 
appear that
way.

My best friends
: I have
Never met
, and Never will.

They are all dead.

And I might
be too.





~Fermented grapes tonight. generic words.

Plain love,
Digress.


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