2. 0. Unsent letter. Hello from Hell
still without my wings
at a quarter to six
of your stay on the Earth,
so enchanted by gulls
in the village of Sun,
bathed by Heavens in Love
even then and before
Merry Christmas of worlds;
while I’m going on here
still without your hugs,
in the lost sense of life
for the absence of likes
on the edge of the Sky,
pierced by towers of towns,
dead for money of blood
even then and before
Merry Christmas of worlds?
This is Hell as it is…
27 May 2024
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