Daily the packages pour in
From all over the world.
Hefty correspondences in thick, official envelopes
Announcing their provenance.
I pore over glossy brochures:
Students smiling in front of ivy infested buildings,
The august imagery creating an aching juxtaposition to
My grim surroundings of crumbling buildings.
I daren’t venture outside my neighborhood.
I need to soar away like the jets that
Nearly scrape my building.
Take me to from whence they came.
Daily the letters pour in
From all over the world.
Single sheets in thin, official envelopes
Announcing their provenance.
Crumpling and discarding
The gentle, generic rebuffs,
I await the transformative letter
That will surely, must arrive.
The torrent reduced to a trickle,
I watch with malice the postman pass by.
Only one letter remains outstanding.
I daren’t open it when it arrives.
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