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So what's one more readying themselves for my stoning?

I have not stooped
to pick up the mail in nearly
a week,
it piles sloping
and slippery just inside
the door of the front porch.

Add the mailman
to the list of people
who secretly
point
fingers
and
suspect
insanity
or
rampant
lassitude.