Email

daniel on Sep 30th 2009

The tendered email that never came
arrived today, too late.
Carriage returns, always the same:
post date cheque and mate.

Well. Chosen times don’t fit
bullshit tailored in arrears.
Your accountants quit
when you wrote off ten years.

The dented email didn’t arrive
in one piece. It ruined the day,
clattering, only half-alive:
you always get your way.

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