a letter to the editor

deary deary, 3/27/11
now what's going to happen then? if i have
random thoughts while writing with such a lovely
inked pen? my thoughts, as of late, have been
quite strange, even to me since i am the beholder.
are they quite strange to an outside reader?
personally, in your point of view, if you read my
thougts would you be afraid of me, as quite i am
of you? what do you think of me? i am new as well
as i am old. i am broken as well as i am whole. will
you please ring me and tell me how you feel?
maybe we can get together over a spot of tea.
perhaps a little walk in closet to get to know
me, but you will not get far because the door you entered
is as well as an exit. if i put on a special hat
and turn the door knob clockwise will i wind up
in a completely different setting? or in the room
beside this room? or an endless stairwell
chacing the hopes of lost dreams and endless
dreams of love thats lost? i bid you audieu, miss
sarah klevan. for your picture quite amazes me to
see. to see beyond what is typically perceived to be,
to believe in ab all new knowledge tree. day dream
lily, give away to the hanging space that is here to
stay. by golly i almost forgot about you too. i hope
you enjoyed the photo of my shoes. am i the one
writing this or is it a creature mixed with split
personalities of you? and you? and you? and you? and you?
you have to admit that what i speak at times is often
the truth. oh, will you love me as i wish to love you?
the intended target is mysterious to you as well as
he or she is mysterious to me....

farewell my pretty,
dont be petty.