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It’s before sunrise
too early to call out your name,
but I wanted to check in.

I’m back from the mountains
with a toothache 
and your mother is still sleeping.

Just so you know
I moved your iron man
onto the patio.
He’s lost those delicately wired arms 
enduring too many storms
(he’s top heavy as you said
the last time I saw you)
but still peers patiently
at me, the way you used to
when I told you my stories.

You will always be part of me
so I send you this news.
I hope there’s still a way
for you to receive it.

If not, that’s OK too,
for my words to you
are a loophole 
even death cannot close.

Sunrise

and I send this to you

via strangers 

in the internet ether.



I’m back from the mountains

with a toothache.



I moved your iron man

onto the patio.

He’s lost his arms 

after too many storms

but still peers patiently

at your leftover father.



You will always be part of me

so I send you this news.

I pray there’s still a way

for you to receive it.



If not, that’s OK too,

for my words to you

are a loophole 

even death cannot close.