Sounds of boots at OK Coralie

" I tell you that I took it ".
 
" Non tu ne l'as pas pris ta chapka du saint-Esprit 
et puis ce sera tant pis pour toi ".
 
De sinistre mémoire Smith tira de sa veste une carte de crédit
pour faire valoir la normalité
à cette femme qui le regardait de travers. 
 
" sorry to have kept you waiting.
I phoned my dying mother
and did not see the time pass; "
 
Through the open door
Victor had followed the conversation
and laughed at what Coralie was saying.
 
A few minutes later
They met in the kitchen of the station
in front of a herbal tea
to coo " I love you too "
while outside a new customer honked.
 
" All this is not normal "
Smith repeated to himself
at the wheel of his Bugatti of the years 20.
 
Far away in Arizona
his wife Bella was waiting for him
arms laden with flowers
at the garage door.
 
The blue moon lit up the backyard.
Une enfant sortit par la porte de derrière
pour aller caresser un cheval.
 
She had no face
and the moon reflected an unfinished profile.
 
The horse grumbled.
The Bugatti came to a noisy stop.
Bella threw herself into Smith's arms.
 
Everything was said.
 
no longer remained
than to pick up the flowers
that were strewn on the ground.
 
 ( Collage by Pierre-Sylvain Gérard )

989

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.