Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I Write to This Address - By Timothy Ingalls
I write to this address,
where my letters might pile up,
far remote from where you are now, up the hill, even walking distance
my old pen pal, (we met for two weeks)
unstable laughter, wild travelers, we slept together-
until you flew away, and the time changed
it caught up with me and brought me down
I could see you if I wanted
but this
is the last place you loved me
this address
submitted at 10:11 AM
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