love, sylvia

i'm no longer
in a mental
institution
she writes to you
via e mail from an
address you don't
recognize.
I've escaped.
right now i'm in a
library using one
of their computers
while a line of kids
waiting to their
book reports
stand behind me.
i'm going to be in
your town, next week,
if I can steal a car
and rob a store
without getting caught.
if you aren't seeing
anyone, or in a
relationship, perhaps
I could come over
and we could snuggle
on the couch, get
some Chinese carryout
like the old days.
maybe you could make
us up some mai tais
and we could play
scrabble. I've learned
a lot of new words
since I've been
institutionalized.
write back soon, got
to go, the security
guard is coming for
me. bye.
love, Sylvia.