viernes, diciembre 23, 2005

in the bank

An old woman asks me where I’m from
Wrongly guessing Bolivia. All her questions
Have answers attached. She asks if Madrid
Is not muy bonito? She asks if its people
Are not friendly? Two minutes later she’s
Chatting to someone else. In so doing she
Misses her turn in the queue. An old
Curmudgeon reproaches her. You were
Chatting, he shouts. You lost your place!
He jumps ahead, saying: It serves you right.


29.11.05