At first I will not work correctly,

so operate with some care.

 

Being out of love for so long is like

opening the booklet up and not finding

 

your language, and all the French you learned

won’t tell you the difference between a vis and a clou.

 

There may be one or two pieces that go missing

before you’ve had a chance to read the whole thing

 

but if you want to start putting things together

after all this time, say something that will tell me

 

who I am, and who I am to you.

I do not want to know the difference.

 

Be my artificer, be an assembler of things

that fit together so well in your hands.


R. Charboneau

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