there's too much to tell us about,
did you meet your new, slim-bodied family?
was the northern sky painted gold?
were there presents on your bed?
do they roll your socks for a nickle?
have they seen your new mind?
do the chairs lean back when you're tired?
does the airport have a place where you can watch planes?
where oh where have you put your record player?
is it bright in the morning?
do you spend your nights in the arctic tundra?
does your breath form wisp circles?
has the new year bullied you yet to tears?
have you stepped all over it with your elegant toes?
what sort of cereal do you dream of buying?
does anyone ever sleep completely alone?
or is there always a sort of confession coming along?
We've missed you so,
nothing much has changed here,
except our skulls are burning with questions
and the calendar has been completely crossed out.
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