Tuesday, October 10, 2006

a letter from lament

Dearest Amy,

All night, insomnia stuck
like old socks in my gullet.

The fresh air this autumn
makes the rest of life seem putrid;
air, insulting and superfluous!

It is a shame about my horselessness.

Amy, I hope you are well.
I address you from the station platform.

The train is late
and I must pee
with a particular urgency.



Anonymous said...

Hi Sarah,

This must be by you since it contains a horse even though it's an invisible one. Quirky and honest.

Anonymous said...

forgot to sign my name


Liz said...

Oh yes...this is real good too!

Liz :)

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