P.S. I Love You

Such a weird language…
I’ve never met it before.
Wry conjugations.
The daft sequence of tenses.
Insufferable diphthongs.

My patience has snapped
and Google Translate fucked up.
I close my eyes and
start to read with my fingers.
I read with my lips and tongue.

I’m a skilled linguist.
I flatten conjugations.
I lick up diphthongs.
That’s how I’ve learnt this language
in which your face is written.


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