A Letter In A Hole
In A Tree
If life is a sort of blip of something that springs up in the middle
Then it’s something that comes to nothing in the end.
If life is a part of a greater something, however,
Then in someway that something must be a someone
For how could life be a part of something not full of life, not
So…..Dear someone, will you touch me?
I am sick, and tired of sores
Dear Someone, will you accept me?
I think what’s mine is yours.
Having said that, can you touch me
I have done much that is hateful
Will you reach to me through death?
Show me life, if you will
I’d be very, very, very, very