light bulbs

i take the call.
it's ten p.m. so it must
be important
for the phone to ring at
this late hour.
i pick up and say hello.
the delay
tells me before the voice
speaks
what i'm in for.
politely i listen.
it's a woman's voice,
mispronouncing my name,
but close enough.
i haven't won anything,
no trips,
no land or cars.
instead they want a donation.
a small donation.
they will send me a pack
of 75 watt light bulbs
for a twenty dollar
donation.
all the money goes towards
taking care of the blind.
i don't ask
about the strange irony
of the blind selling
what they themselves
don't need., but i resist
and smile, say thanks,
but no thanks
before hanging up and
going back to the tv,
dimming the lights
as i return
to my show.