One letter after another
the paperless society the piles
just get higher
and as easy as it is to
make things disappear
I miss sending the dead letters
into the fire
still chasing the false sense
of accomplishment
clearing the in box out
checking the little boxes on
the great big list
was that really what it all
was supposed to be about
get me a shovel these
stables are stinking
get me a river to divert
wow how I’d love to
wash it all out
if only briefly conquer
all the muck and dirt
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