September 21, 2020

An Open Letter

Strange
and deranged,
are the lines that lead us astray.

Derailed,
and frail,
are the concepts of time and space.

All that remains,
never fails to amaze.

A letter,
a glass of wine
and a bleeding pen.

All the tools leading to you,
in my own way.

An open letter to you.

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