Letters

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I will contact you by mail
In the winters of the years
With Envelopes enough that you
Can thatch your broken house
With paper.

Will you, I wonder,
Open these at once?
And if you don’t,
What will be done?

Will you leave them sealed,
An extra insulation from
Several pages
Folded thrice
To keep the outside out,
And what’s inside within?

I will contact you by mail
In the winters of the years.
You shall be delivered
Stamps enough to make the most
Lovely of mosaics.

Will you, I wonder,
Press them in a book?
And if you don’t,
What will be done?

Will you tear them all apart,
Steam them off or
Cut them out
Away from my return address
And the parts that say our names?

I will contact you by mail
In the winters of the years.

I promise
I will write.

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