a little blue
and glum, partly cloudy,
you don't
mind the wrong number
caller
who asks to talk to
someone you don't know.
is Sylvia there?
they ask,
no, you tell them,
she's not.
but you try to keep them on the line
just the same,
using your
most pleasant voice.
you ask them
personal questions about
their life,
how they're getting along.
where do you live, you
ask, do you have children,
a wife.
do you like your job?
do you have any pets,
cats, dogs?
how's your health?
perhaps we could talk again
sometime,
maybe meet for a drink
or lunch,
you say to them,
before they quietly hang up.

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