She doesn't read. There'd be no point to writing an email or letter.
She'd surely send it directly to trash (real or electric, both outcomes
The same), so the things I've hoped to express to her, confessions
Of longing, overwrought flattery, forthright descriptions of various
Aspects of dreariness dogging my canine life, would be lost. That life
Would remain as it was, which is reason enough not to write.