i wrapped it myself

i made you something
in the style of a ransom note
441 painstaking little letters later...
you have something to show for it
on a canvas meant for a wall
but it'll gladly settle for under your bed
because some things
are worth seeing through
to the very end
if i could do it all over again
i'd trade in my stubby fingers and right-handed scissors
for some shiny tweezers and a razor sharp razor blade
just like they use in the movies
binding separation was written
555 days ago
i wrote it for you
13,320 hours ago
i bled it out
799,200 minutes ago
and i still mean every last word of it
i really do
47,952,000 seconds ago
when it still made sense
in the present tense
to both of us
maybe someday some of it will be available in print
maybe even in an indigo aisle
where pretty girls go to feel good lost

here's to reinvention, charlie...