dear...

another day, another
letter
of yours I read,
usually the only one
you ever sent me.
I'm trying to figure out,
by reading your letter,
that you loved me, did you?
by the way you dot your eye's
and close your ease,
I would say you were
thinking of leaving me,
or writing again, I'm
not quite sure.
whichever one...
write me soon,
'kay?

July 5, 2001