Thursday, April 8, 2010

Dearest (Alternative love letters # 4)

Dear Mother,

I am at the edge of a precipice.
I have fallen in love.

I had imagined my world
full of notebooks, endless scribbles about floating kisses
and sweaty bedsheets.

Instead I've a desk of bleeding ink, crumbling pens
avalanches of paper...
falling no where in particular.

George.

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Dear George,

Love is a rare and beautiful thing,
worthy of your attention. Tend to it
as a gardener to a rose and watch your
world bloom.

Love and light,

Mother.
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Dear Mother,

Don't send love,
Send money.
Don't send light
Send disarray.

Happiness is a useless muse.

George.

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