frenzied interlude of email

week of the frenzied interlude of email

(. . . cyber-romance meets reality)
it was only a handful of days, how was
it that i told you so many of my secret fears,
revealed my secret powers?
i hope you weren't listening
what will i do if you actually were?

what if once more
having deposited caution
in a someone else's mailbox
on my way to you
i've trusted the wrong person?

will you sell my fear
of tongue-tied shy on the phone
or spill the beans about my witchy-woman
chills-up-the-spine powers
as state-secrets to the . . . Republicans!

what if they come for me
demanding full disclosure
and lock me up for the suspiciously un-american
activity of trusting?
will you email my innocence?

21 August 2004