Dawn Reader

Dawn Reader
from Open Door Coffee Co.; Hudson, OH; Oct. 26, 2016

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Spoon River Middle School: 2

Tom Chattsworth

— a Free Writing

I type these words the best I can
While wishing punctuation
And all those other grammar rules                              
Were taking a vacation.

See, chatting on the Internet
Is what I like to do.
’Cause I can be most anyone,
And so of course can you.

I know I have to trust you when
You say you’re not a guy,
’Cause you could be of either sex,
And so of course could I.

But I am going to bet my life
That you are who you say.
See, I refuse to picture you
In any other way.

You will not know how short I am,
How out of style I dress,
And how you look and what you wear,
Well, I can only guess.

Or dream—now that’s a better word
Than guess could ever be,
For I can dream that you could love
A human mystery.

A mystery, that’s what I am
Here on the Internet.
And who I am and what I am
I’m able to forget.

For all the time I chat with you,
Those hours every night,
Are magic times.  See, nothing’s wrong
When I am out of sight.

You’re right beside me in my room.
You’re talking just to me.
Our words make lovely photographs
That only lovers see.

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