Letters

You tore off my skin with your teeth and you shaved my face

You didn’t leave any cuts with your dull pink razor blade

But did you think this was serious?

No, that’s not something that we get from these late night phone calls

And I always let myself get carried away with all the things you say

And I drink them in like I drink everything

Careful at first

But I get lost sometimes

You wrote me a letter

The stamp said forever

But the mailman doesn’t do his job

I found it buried in a newspaper with Hebrew letters