The slip came in the mail today.
I thought you may have mailed a heart
For the pink shone through,
But the motionlessness
Worried me.
It is like a stillborn
Tired and
Tucked between the stills of white.
This is a death. This is a death.
Author notes
This is my third (?) draft
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Wow. I once wrote about a "pink slip" (or rather, form) that was delivered, but never posted it, and I'm glad I didn't, because I would've been rather sheepish after reading this.
Very profound. Very amazing.


