person
has forgotten her umbrella,
her coat
and her pith
helmet,
so the mail
is all wet from the rain.
the ink
is smeared
on each envelope.
the addresses
and names
are unreadable.
i lie
all of them out by
the fireplace,
and let them dry,
they bend
towards the heat.
each day
is never the same.
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