[MY CAMP ADDRESS. WRITE TO ME. NOW.] And, a poem. Read it.

WeFoundTheDuck: Same to you, your poetry rocks. I'll send you a rock, too.

Kelsey: You're insane.

Eliana Rampage:

WeFoundTheDuck: Same to you, your poetry rocks. I'll send you a rock, too.

Kelsey: You're insane.

[:

I'll await the rock, patiently.

Don't worry, I'll take a bunch of nice photos of me and the posse. You'll like them.

Good god, you just can't stop writing!

But it's amazing. Seriously. I liked this part the best:
Everyone walks the same damned path,
on the same autumn day,
the conclusion to the climatical symphony
of a lustful colored tragedy;

I'll try to write.

No, I can't, it's just an involuntary movement actually.

Thanks!

Jesus. Brilliant poem [as always], Eli.
I'll make sure to write you.
I don't know what I'm going to do now. Who else am I going to talk about Anti-Flag for hours to? I guess we'll have to do it through mail.

I'm sure we'll make due, I think ;_;