Breathless

I shot a cop on the highway

outside of Paris, can I stay

the night?

.

In the morning

I’ll buy you

breakfast at that little café

across the street

.

where the writers in sunglasses

with Gauloises between their fingers

will say,

.

Do you see that man

with the young woman

on his arm.

He’s a swine.

Such a shame.

.

You can come with me

to Rome, I’ll steal you

an American car.

A nice white Ford.