.
She says because she comes from Italy,
she doesn’t speak English very well
I say because I come from Australia
I don’t speak English very well either
she doesn’t understand.
when making a suggestion
she says she wants to propose to me
I say – ‘hang on we just met’,
and ask her if Italians are always this forward
she doesn’t understand.
I say it’s a lovely night isn’t it
she says – yes it is actually a good night
I say -well I hope we are not saying good night so soon
if we have to say goodnight at all
she doesn’t understand.
yet she says she likes my eyes are green
and I don’t understand
-exactly-
what those words may mean
and I know words
having entered my fourth decade
trying to master English
I have used words
talked my way in and out of jobs
fights
friends
lovers
started strangers talking
my words have started friends crying
have talked other people out of dying
my words are all I have
but tonight
I’m a man with a hundred cans
and no can opener
she is where
I am hello very sorry excuse me nice to meeting you
needing to find out how to get please the bus is stopping
excuse me how much is the toilet
and how you can tell me that way to the one beer thank you
clever wording
here
useless as my over-stacked metaphors
piled high with double meanings
self-effacing, self-sabotaging, clever remarks
stacked so high they topple over
and
the metaphor falls flatter than...
(umm)
but she is charming and adventurous and Italian
we walk around
my feet
her mouth
each step struggling
with self expression
shoulders rubbing much closer
than our comprehensions can
so few words we share
we wrestle over the use of each one
gesticulate
and baffle each other
until
real late
when I say
rather than
articulate
let me simply
demonstrate
that this
was not
the way
I wanted
to tire out
our tongues
if you know what I mean.
__________________________
-Peace
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