To comment on what I have said
before: I once was here and now am not.

Where once I sat, the dimpled chair.
Where once I lay, the divot in the bed.

I sent myself to you, made myself
small enough to send to you. Farewell

to the large world, farewell to that old sun.
My horizon is this envelope. Open it up,

show me our new sky, read me
between the lines of your palm.