I sent her the letter recently
with my thoughts and dreams
and fantasies and belief systems
embedded in the lines.
I let her know about what I wanted and hoped
and sent it with a stamp.
That was eight days ago
and I have heard nothing in response.

I should have called.
I should have texted.
I should have reached out and touched her
in any number of better ways
that
in retrospect
make so much more sense
would have attained such speedier results.

Had I acted in an efficenter way
I’d not have to wait
any longer to get an answer;
I’d already know!

But for now
I have to wait
and hope
and pray
that my letter eventually arrives,
that she doesn’t see it as junk
and still has stamps left
with which to respond.

Dammit.
This absolutely
positively had to get there
on time.