DR: Where are you in the world?
DK: In a place of poetry.
DR: How long will you stay there?
DK: For as long as I can be.
DR: How did you get there?
DK: By riding on your poems, like the one you wrote about music and notes…remember that one?
DR: I remember. Will you miss me?
DK: For longer than words can describe. And u? Where r u?
DR: Vacationing in a soliloquy.
DK: Oh really? How’s that?
DR: Like a couplet or a haiku, short but means a lot.
DK: Sounds as satisfying as poem after writers block.
DR: (laughs) Not that good.
DK: (laughs)…nothing is.
DR: I will see you soon.
DK: Loving you through poetry?
DR: Always.
DK: Always.
DR/DK: Obama.
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