i get a letter in the mail.
tear stained, as usual. there's blood
on it too.
a ring of coffee in one corner.
the words are scrambled, smudged,
written in haste with a heavy
hand.
it's a long letter, ten pages.
heartfelt and mostly true.
i read it a few times then paste it to
the wall, next to all the other letters.
at some point i'm going to need another
room, or stop
getting mail.
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