letter in waiting
this woman I once knew always
spoke the truth
steered clear of all the haters
and did what she wanted to do
she enjoyed back rubs
and always said thank you
she once told me over chardonnay
how she was sick and tired of
nobody taking responsibility
once upon a time she acted
all whole and goody two-shoes
but that made her feel nervous
and less than virtuous
one rainy morning she told me
she had found that perfect place
kissed me goodbye
and fled on foot into the city
head stuck out
second story window
I waved and yelled for her to write
once she had gotten there
august two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
Oh I hope she writes! K
dear john 😀
Haha good one CB!
You obviously liked her a lot. 🙂
She’ll come back for a backrub now and then…