Dear Johnny, Part 5

by Caustic Casey

I know it's been a long time. There really is no excuse.
I'm a little older, but I will be immature forever, my doctor said.
I asked my sister why I was born an only child.
She said ''Go ask Mom . . .''
But, Mom died in 1992 so I never got an answer.
I like to play in the garden still, and my head buzzes when I sniff
the butterfly bush.
I broke the zipper on my cargo shorts yesterday and I felt
like going to Wal-Mart and look for some crocs.
I don't think anyone noticed.
Well, I hope you're okay, too, and I'll write again soon
because I like to talk to you.

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