Walked straight into a red robot, head
in the clouds, Margaret Alice walking
about, a smile in her heart, the drivers
of cars all calm, shaking their heads
resigned acceptance
The taxi driver's henchmen running up
Are you mad? they ask, a smile in the
eyes, I burst out laughing, forgot my
library card and now this, listening to
birdsong on my Walkman
Earphones pressed deep into my ears
tied to my sunglasses, clearly it is dan-
gerous, next time I'll march again to En
Chantant instead of waltzing to
Tu t'en va...
Margaret Alice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-02-24-tu-t-en-va/
