we had this one night in Paris
someday I’ll say
and then try to explain everything that went on.
but it’s not today.
I can’t write that well.
fortunately, my man Nico was taking a few photos.
none of the 4am bike rides through the quiet streets of Paris
both of us in tears - some for a friend, and some for the bikes.
the most unfortunate accordion player is just a blur
as was his switching from Edith Piaf to Radiohead without missing a note.
earlier macaroons
and even earlier petanque.
so you get the pictures.
and can fill in the blanks as you go.
because, well, that’s basically what we’re doing.
August 16, 2010
did you visit Pierre?
on every corner.