Dear Sammy / beebalaleelabashneenamalopicopa

2023-12-30

within this tomb that i hold so near the critters that crawl hoop, holler, and sneer

the body i have buried is the one i am in now a continuous reveal of our genes passed down

slivering off a toe to plant this backyard tree no money is mine but these limbs will find glee

i look to another to find what i will find statements of elopement i haven't known love of this kind

a brain with so much known i kid myself around the block to expect my response is to believe the sun is not a clock

so pittering and pattering, i go on my way across the boston harbor to this nest by the bay