Prison letter to an open heart Dear heart I know you are inside but you affect the outside I know your bars are real and not my thick imaginings I know you know a loneliness right now I cannot think about I know I abuse my freedom even as I write to you I have less to share without you being there for nothing ever changed except for your funny take on it here Dear heart I know your nights must be the longest nights anyone I have ever known must have ever known I know you have to rise up every morning whether you're fine or not I know you're not and we are the nanny state's worst nightmare we couldn't go straight if we tried and we have tried I know Dear heart you've only been missing for a short time but you are already missed I hope there are regular visits I hope to bring you books I hope you play chess till it hurts I hope you become a listener find your strength in your charm and keep your chin up like the born survivor you always were Dear heart I know you are inside but you can always move me I will be your eyes and ears I will seek out stories we will make a mockery of time in her dulled sameness and jump the walls with our fantastic journeys
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