stands sentinel
on this corner of Main and Hespelar
red burnished brick
peaked turrets
imposing important
impressive impactful
symbol of connection to
world
like the train tracks across the street
now ninety years old
not that old really
in the larger view of things
yet it shivers a patina of permanence
on this icy surface where we slip and fall
snow drifting over our
flawed forms
remember we
can still send a letter
handwritten
pen on textured paper
folded in an envelope
stamp placed carefully in corner
walk up the cement steps and drop it in the chute
and know that it will wing its way
our cry for
mercyhopeloveconnection
