electric correspondence

breaking free from imposter syndrome
March 23, 2018
this forest
March 24, 2018

you come to me
an old friend
a good friend,
I open the door
and you rush in
eager and
deliberate
whispering stories
of all that 
ever was
cold acquaintance
earth limericks
gripping me
whole 
with your 
electric correspondence
taking me
into myself