Since it is lucky you are strange and I
am strange, together we will shock the world.
Families strolling by will stare and point,
and we’ll be famous, quite mysterious.
They’ll even make up complicated plots
in films about us, all untrue. At night,
in mid-December, we will find ourselves
a hiding place where we’ll make love and have
no other worries. We were meant to meet
in such a huge world, we are singled out
by language. Stick out your tongue for me, kitten.
I’ll tell you a story. Luckily we’re
together now, but language will betray us
and kill our world, turn it to dew and ash.
Copyright © 2013 Tomasz Rozycki, © 2013 Mira Rosenthal (English translation), Colonies, Zephyr Press