Wednesday, 13 November 2013
Lost In Translation
The beginnings of an experiment with fiction.
brilliant at not talking straight,
growing quite the expert at avoiding casual gaze.
getting better all the time,
easy chat of this and that and you and me and mine.
very nearly got you fooled,
happy to convince myself I know the thing to do.
Couldn't look you in the eye in any well lit room.
wouldn't dare to give away,
shouldn't ever wish to act in any other way.
Step in circles all around the careful things you say.
stepping closer half the time,
Coming over slightly awkward, coming over shy.
Crooked smile, side swept hair,
navy dress with narrow waist,
watch the time and lit-up eyes and laugh to see you there.
Ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you I'm OK.
If you enjoy my writing you might enjoy my little book - A Familiar Voice - which is available on special offer until Christmas.