The following is dedicated to the US Postal Service, who really made people nervous but ended up delivering:
I am a delicate package
Of a delicate painting
Of a delicate little girl.
I hoped to fly swiftly
To the little girl’s home
In time for Christmas.
No! I was crushed for days
Among heavy and bulky
And rude packages of
Food processors
Pots and Pans
Microwaves.
Can’t anybody read?
The sticker on my outside says
“Fragile”
And I am.
Sitting, crushed
In a bag
In a warehouse
On a truck
In another warehouse
On another truck
I began to think
Is this the end?
Will I end my existence
Here among these rude boys
Not with the child?
So I cried
And cried
And sobbed
What else could I do?
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