LETTER AND CONVERSATION
Do you have my wife?
How long you stay Saigon?
Maybe ti-ti
Maybe beaucoup.
I
like
you too much.
And I
no say
I
love you too much!
Next time you come to
New York Bar
I
love you too much.
Maybe now you buy me Saigon tea?
My darling,
Yesterday evening it was too hot,
I called the wind.
Then, ti-ti, I fall asleep.
Maybe midnight,
Maybe midnight I wake up
I write to you this letter
By many small candle
Then I cry many sweat.
You see where they fall on my letter?
Maybe after one year you go back states
No sweat.
Maybe V.C. fini you
I very sad.
Saigon 1967
