Telexes From 'The Extraordinary Miss Flower'

It's a long, lonely land without your hand or your hair. And the silence over there. Stop. Phone call was beautiful. Stop. End of second month when you receive this. Stop. A three-word letter would be a poem. Stop. Flower. Am sure of your love. And absolutely faithful. Stop. This is not propaganda. Stop. I am not drinking you out of my mind. Stop. I have come to terms with my real self. Stop. Don't bite your nails. Stop. I have been in a fight. Stop. It knocked out the sadness. Stop. No obligation. Stop. No duty to respond. Stop. But a three-word letter would be a poem. Stop. It's a long, lonely land without your hand or your hair. And the silence over there. Stop.