Philip Schaefer

Letter to Time Unknown

I walk around town looking for interesting stones, river
shrapnel, anything seminatural I can convince you someday
is supernatural. I want to take an arrowhead & carve
the small watermelon of you out of your mother’s belly.
We’re going to kill each other in the kitchen, the hospital,
& it will be your fault. Know this now: I consider you
a threat. But it takes two to tango, kiddo, & a dozen plus
years from now when I receive a call from Officer Horse Breath
about the egged house or knifed truck tires, I will swear
on her life that you were by my side, at home, building a UFO
from little relics found in a shoebox in the garage from time unknown.

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