Let Us Miscommunicate By Text

I decide to text because texts are never misunderstood. I lose my best friend and my husband in the same day. Not to each other, just to me. So the next time I have something important to say I call the person up and try to tell them on the phone. She ends up hanging up on me. MOM! Third time is a charm For I learn things at least three times before I get it. I go to their house and burn a cat-shaped haystack. Neighbors come out and hold me until the police come. Frankly I am not great at communication apparently. So now I am sitting in my jail cell writing day by day Wondering if I am reaching anybody Not really caring Just wondering….