April 2004
K. A.
1302 Charles Street
Baltimore, MD 21229
K.,
I think of our years together as an amber string, spooling itself in reverse. Time spans uncontrollably towards some point that is neither you, nor I, nor us.
I am in Baltimore for the weekend, and will be gone by morning. I can't recall your face any longer, although I remember the door to your apartment. Some surfaces continue.
A void at last,
M.
Enc. (1): the city above, the sky below / impossible reversals are possible
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