Letters to Myself
Matthew Skurat
                    
 

Dear me,

Glorious me.

How long did it take,

For you to finally see

Yourself?

 

Dear me,

Simultaneously.

Extraordinary memory,

But why can’t I remember things

For free?

 

Dear you,

I’m curious too.

I feel as if I have something to say

But I don’t know what it is,

Something new?

 

Dear you,

I will see this fully through.

Responding in your repose,

Wrapping myself tightly in your clothes,

Who knew?