the letterbox is deep green
stands on a small circular metal post
that rises up from the concrete to meet
the centre of the bottom compartment
that, stork-like when open, waits
for the letters to drop in. The letterbox
is broken, unhinged top free
from bottom, in the wind
the top is sometimes discovered
meters away, on the ground
a deep green bird that has landed
behind and above
the nest open to the elements
the letters wet, any message
lost in the expansion of ink
and weakening of transformed tree
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