To the Letter

Dear letter,
I find your greed
for significance
alarming.

The way you
snap gobble every
preposition and
belch

Nouns like bad
burgers you refuse
to contain.
Why,

Yesterday you
begged for delivery
and now crouch
Sullen

In your sheets,
spidering tiny semi-colon
fists
at the envelope

Pissing the
full stops up
the margin.