I’m Not Home, It’s Probably Better

I am calling to wish you well. I am calling because I want to

change something I said. A year ago you asked me three questions.

I thought you were asking my birthday wishes and answered all

wrong. If you remember (if I know you you’ll pretend you don’t)

I answered:

1) No, I have always been homely.

2) Yes I believe you have always been too lovely for anyone to

bear.

3) Silk. it is not always expensive, and it is impossible to tear.

It’s my birthday again and because I am cleverer now I can answer

you with more nerve. But because I am still me I am pitiless

enough to have your number and call you with this excuse to let

you know I am still alive (I won’t push it by telling you that I am

wonderful).

1) Yes. Thank you.

2) No. I found it a most repulsive photo.

3 Same. Though I don’t think of you, still it’s a near-perfect place.

And so dear when ruined.