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To Elizabeth A, Wallace, M.D.  / Great Communications of dkzk) vol. x47bz  

 
photo : EIZABETH & HARRY, Harry's  b'day, c.1998  
   
 
triple-decker omnivores  
ask what ye thinks for this  
ignoring of pan-demic era  
   
no love called (me) by surprise.  
no love for decades. Canno even  
'try'. love life love life so long gone  
   
Oh, Dr Elizabeth. Did you hear your  
buddy, my blessed Leah Marie,  
destroyed her liver with acohol  
and died two years ago. Did you know that.?  
   
I just now heard that your sister sent Leah  
balloons on he graduation day, & that one  
of your sisters (or was it you?) called Mary.  
Thank you, if 'tis true. Yet how bizarre.  
   
Where's my call? Where's my balloons?  
Up til the night before you left we were  
''the loves of each other's lives".  
   
Then you had to turn on me from afar  
to justify your acts. Forging my sig on Federal papers.  
Somehow drawing a thousand dollars from an  
account of mine that had $100. & setting up  
some "confidential" firewall so it couldnt be traced.  
   
Yes. I knew all along that aside from your genius as  
a clinician, there were some deep dark waters in your soul,  
which nearly drowned you many a time. I thought our  
mutual devotion could "make it right"....such a fool  
   
You friendship with Leah was wonderful to her & for me to see.  
Tripping to Colorado. Fireworks at the Lake Shawnee. Lawrence trips.  
She loved you, though she never would talk about you after you left.  
   
she died on the 4th of July 2018, ironically drank herself to death.  
iiver and pancreas beyond repair.  
   
My "so'called"life defined by the most horrid grief ever i've know.  
   
For me, have dodged numerous  lethal numerous cardiac bullets.  
Last one had me in a coma for 5days, on the 5th i pulled my breathing  
way out myself.  Doc told sis to start final arrangements, 'cause I is  
a Goner, but, lo and behold, i rose from the dead de-tubing myself as  
I was left for dead.  
   
'Tis a hard cold road ain't it?  
   
Peace & Blessings on you both.  
dkzk
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