The Missive

After I received
the letter from another planet
a door
opened in the wall
and I stepped
away. A circumference
of 2 miles is my life, ok.

Tangled edges and puzzles
all with genuine social names
like war and addiction and accident
shake my eyes. Sex and separation
play hard ball, don't play at all.

You are so learned out there,
into your causes, into blood into
the business of far away.
You look so learned from here.
Your seriousness is a grace
that makes me weep.