i've got a lump in my throat
that won't go away
and some tears in my eyes
that can't seem to sway
my hands won't stop trembling
as I sit here and sigh
from all the postcards stacked
by this window so high
but you haven't responded
so they haven't been sent
and so my anxiety
is all I have left
but these voices won't stop screaming
and this ceiling never ends
and this lump in my throat
keeps on doing big backbends
so please respond
before my landlord calls
telling me the neighbors
have been complaining
about these love letters
through the white drywall