#33

If I could, I'd post myself. Spend a Monday morning
in the hairdresser's. Make myself up like the queen.
Tilt my hat at the postman when he found me
in the pillar box. Crumpled up in kid gloves
reading other people's bank statements. I'd ride
up front, in the passenger seat, your address all down my arm.

[tag word: POSTCARD - Jake Morley]

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100 Poem Challenge: writing 100 poems in a weekend to raise money for EEC International.