Friday, January 12, 2018

The Letters (2/4)

I wrote a letter to my 'younger self'. 
All it really is was a reminder to my current self.

What good is writing a letter that evokes 
regret. 
What good is writing a letter of hope
that will never reach you. 

All it really was, is a reminder to my current self. 

I wrote a letter to my 'future' self. 
All it really was is an entreaty.
A reminder.

What good is a letter that will 
never be read.
What good is a petition to do 
what you cannot possibly do. 

All it really is, is a relic 
to present
myself. 
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Thanks for playing along at home!

1 month down and some new poems in your pocket. Here's to lookin' forward to the rest of 2018, folks.

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