II.
Just what I need
A messenger on official business.
Full of feathers and light,
This angel won’t take no for an answer.

God knows
I haven’t been to the mailbox in months
-mail phobia-
A glimpse of the mailtruck
puts knots in my stomach,
a choke hold on my throat.

And, now, here is a celestial envelope
An angel with a knowing smile,
All shiny and expectant.
I take the heavenly missal,
open the flap,
pull out the divine card
And read…

FEAR NOT

Funny.