Send Me A Message

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Enough of e-mails, tweets and texts.
I want to learn of the news from signal fires
and forest drums. Send me a bill via clay tablet
with your cuneiform, sermons on banana leaves
inscribed in Sanskrit, rumors of peace
in a bundle of olive branches, the results
of the election in petroglyphs,
the quarterly report in hieroglyphs.
Send me a message
I can hold in my hand
50 years from now.
Or just
write me a letter
on whatever you now use
for impressionable paper, with whatever you use
to express yourself in ink.