Place du 18 Juin 1940
Even rap here
explosively neon
but not rapidly becoming indigenous.
The deep roar of motorcycles going too fast on one-way streets
temporarily stalls the
all night rapid conversation
designed expressly for the kind of philosophy
man was meant to invent,
the kind discussed among common people smoking cigarettes
engaged at the deepest level in the molecules that surround them—
and some sign because hearing does not preclude them from the dialog
sumptuously expressing their opinion
with a flurry of fingers,
a giggled kiss on the ear.