Chain Reaction

Paper Chain Post Script

I would still like to lick the back of you:
attach you, address our undress
and send you to myself.

But you, the girl who
bent my words with laughter,
will not letters.
You left me
in paper cuts:
with no deliverance

I am now just
the last male
in the chain
to be cut out
of your life.

I'd like to tell you how much
"i still pamphlet you",
but i know you want me
to leaflet alone.


by Kenton