"postal" poems - Hello Poetry

a man privately asks, can you help? you say, sure-no-hesitation let me think on it for a day or two, he says yet you act even before he comes back, too late, you say, when he returns, too late, he repeats in puzzlement, yup, my check is in the mail, cause one senses the need is dire plus, plus you well recall the immutable obligation when a vague commitment of “just ask” was inked in a long ago message, a poem born from/in the days when you slept in the car on the street this vague promissory, a more enforceable judgement in your own court of law than any state construct or the judgmental eyes of a silenced god word, honor, do. thus it begins, an unwritten contract inked, an egregious interest rate of 0% proffered and agreed, commences a plain white envelope trickle, a check inside, by postal mail, slowly it came, month by month, inch by inch, Niagara Falls ^ years go by, and then comes a day, when the accompanying check and its gift wrapped note says, Paid In Full! and so much for the tedious minutiae... *like kindness, I do, Thank You and Your Welcome are high on my list of proofs of daily human extensions existential,* Paid in Full, *now rests at the top of the list let me be blunt, the thrill of being a party to a deal with no handshake, just coated in the honorable words waterproof sealant, with a person I likely may never meet, made me so better assured of whom many claim I am, a mathematical proof revered and kept mind inscribed, it was an aspirational **** an unforeseen monthly blunt, the best feeling good smile, a kick in the pants about what really matters being paid twice over and me, getting by far, the humanity confirmation, the better half of the deal write too often of honor, and yet, will instinctual do again, again overpowering my rays of will, for there is no deflection, only reflection for the glorious riches gifted and received, without compare the return on my honorable investment the best ever* oh brotherhood, oh brotherhood, I am paid in the currency coined from brotherhood...

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Feb 26, 2019

Feb 26, 2019 at 11:30 AM UTC

nat-lipstadt

the brotherhood of paid in full

a man privately asks, can you help? you say, sure-no-hesitation let me think on it for a day or two, he says yet you act even before he comes back, too late, you say, when he returns, too late, he repeats in puzzlement, yup, my check is in the mail, cause one senses the need is dire plus, plus you well recall the immutable obligation when a vague commitment of “just ask” was inked in a long ago message, a poem born from/in the days when you slept in the car on the street this vague promissory, a more enforceable judgement in your own court of law than any state construct or the judgmental eyes of a silenced god word, honor, do. thus it begins, an unwritten contract inked, an egregious interest rate of 0% proffered and agreed, commences a plain white envelope trickle, a check inside, by postal mail, slowly it came, month by month, inch by inch, Niagara Falls ^ years go by, and then comes a day, when the accompanying check and its gift wrapped note says, Paid In Full! and so much for the tedious minutiae... *like kindness, I do, Thank You and Your Welcome are high on my list of proofs of daily human extensions existential,* Paid in Full, *now rests at the top of the list let me be blunt, the thrill of being a party to a deal with no handshake, just coated in the honorable words waterproof sealant, with a person I likely may never meet, made me so better assured of whom many claim I am, a mathematical proof revered and kept mind inscribed, it was an aspirational **** an unforeseen monthly blunt, the best feeling good smile, a kick in the pants about what really matters being paid twice over and me, getting by far, the humanity confirmation, the better half of the deal write too often of honor, and yet, will instinctual do again, again overpowering my rays of will, for there is no deflection, only reflection for the glorious riches gifted and received, without compare the return on my honorable investment the best ever* oh brotherhood, oh brotherhood, I am paid in the currency coined from brotherhood...