Yours (In)sincerely...

To Whom it May Concern,

Your postbox is famished and lacking in nourishment.

For God's sake, scribble a letter, any letter. Covet a pen pal, pimp some chain mail, crave calligraphy, brandish a biro.

we have world famine on our hands.

Surreptitiously slide that letter in your lover's box...

TODAY.

Yours sincerely,

xxxxxxxxxx

A MILLION MILES

A....MILLION....MILES......
to go before I sleep...
from my hometown..
from deciding what to call this thing....
so be it.