109th Letter to Elena
I wish I could have holed up
in a Wisconsin monastery
& never come back to Boston
or stayed as your guest in perpetuity
with coffee & soup & Wauwatosa
& walks across Marsupial Bridge
I wish I could have stayed with you
where the tenor of life was gentle
where the voices inside me were kind
why can I not abide in a heaven
where all the angels have poems for wings
& flimsy dimestore plastic ankle-bracelets
lead me to rivers of crystal-throated music
lead me to pastures lavish with morning-glories
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2023-11-19 at 07:22




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