Chrysanthemum

Sometimes your letters  

fall off the page  

worn and wise  

burn the sage  

ain’t no change  

in the wars you wage 

sink or swim  

still in a cage 

Sometimes your letters  

arrive unsigned 

don’t get me wrong  

trying to be kind 

my mind goes back  

the hands rewind  

but empty pages  

are all I find 

Sometimes your letters  

threaten like ransom  

forgotten images  

in a photo album  

tried to save all  

rescued lonesome  

wax stamped seal  

chrysanthemum 

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