Letter bug.

by runshadow

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-09-12 15:17:00

Parent message is 511856
Pills in water,
when sleeping kills.

I sleep with her letter bug,
tear each envelope that
fall split to corners,
dashed into me.

A paragraph of numbers,
you say,
makes more sense than
a paragraph.

I dear you,
fear that
you may actually
understand me, holding my story
of confusion to my own.

Pull tight the asking
if you do love me, not for me.

My left hand is hiding
another word I threw
out of sorry words,
violently said when I was there
beside you.

Writing you this sentence,
inside a letter b.