Love Letter Between Inanimate Objects
From a Power Outlet to a Rolling Office Chair It’s me again. I know that I’ve already written to you twice this week, but I can’t help it. Rolling chair you, may find this letter superfluous - at least read it first. Through my long eyes and circular mouth, it’ll always be you. You haven’t been rolling back to me, and I am worried. What you’re doing is deleterious to my heart. I am still plugged into you, and I am determined to get us back together to gratify the both of us. You go way back with me. I am avid about what we have, and since the first day I have met you, I have been this way. You and I are up against the wall. I will admit that we did have contentious arguments, but with you, I believe no one will ever take us apart. Who said that you could not be a spinner for me? I sure did not. For a brief moment, I had a connection with the house. This relationship I had was insipid , as the house was archaic whenever we did anything. I was shocked to hear that you were j