Stamp resurrection is not only illegal
It's set against the one-life-to-die
That a glue-backed state rules by
Waxen paper's ashen face
Says, I am gone
For the love of letters
Mail redox resists fire
The post is an anchor
Whose ship always comes back from the bottom
Belonging makes a dog give chase
Behind composed doors
Address book certitude, house numerology
Don't say the third line
A fourth time
As each peddle press wriggles envelopes from binds
Disconcerted clauses
Unsatisfactory gauzes
Figure deeply within celebrated professional pauses
Wait, that myth got goat rot
(An underhanded ability to eat every item)
Which must, by plural gods, haunt the writers of excess sentences
Roman Ryan 