All entries for Wednesday 01 February 2006
February 01, 2006
It was you who said we were ‘falling’
and called it ‘love’. Like the french,
an anxious government in my head
assembled a meeting, stiffening their beards
with the perfumed grease of nationalism.
“Protegez notre langue! We cannot be seen
to have our language dictated by overseas!”
they threw down their canes.
I developed my secret ‘franglais’ :
“Will you get me some yoghurt at the supermarket?”
browsing at ‘le supermarche’ I throw spurious spices into our trolley.
“I love you,” you say.
“I love you too, baby.”