thanks for the cards
a lighter touch with some heavy hands
reaching into deeper pockets
jolted into the eye sockets
to retrieve some greater truth
sent away to a PO Box
anonymous reply
some distance away
in an unmarked letter
vintage stamps
the skywriter's message was cloudy
i inhaled the note
and coughed deeply
the tears wept over an open flame
still, my name's the same
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