Monday, July 6, 2009

the traffic on (the?) M4

When we are together
elaborate witty jokes
or talks
decide to sign off for the time being.

Small talk takes a break
and runs away to the nearest woods.
(laughing out loud, I presume)

News of the day
are not new and not today's job
anymore

For he is around.

The list of questions
I gathered so carefully
unlists
and loses all the question marks

I want to be interesting
I want to enchant
I want to use all the little tricks
all the big words I know

But small ones
keep coming their way
and stop
and watch
and giggle
(I am sure)

Its him and me and silence.

"The traffic on (the?) M4
was awful today
wasn't it?"

not even that line would work
but hey, girl,
thanx for the tip.

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