Teď byla řada na mĕ, dolil jsem si abych nebyl pozadu a smetl ze stolu všecky básničky. Proč jen musela přijít? Myslel jsem si a naléval další drink zatímco Dana pokračovala ve svém monologu.
“Dĕlá ze sebe jenom blbce! Kdo si myslí, že tohle bude číst? Takové slátaniny. Myslí si že je nĕjakej Mark Twain nebo co! Hahaha...dĕlá při tom tolik gramatických chyb v jeho rodném jazyce a myslí si, že v angličtinĕ to bude lepší?”
“Vždyt je to...”
“Myslí si snad...”
Ani si nevšimla že jsem dopil martini a potichu odešel. Nemĕla ani ponětí, že díky jejím lamentacím jsme spolu mohli obletĕt Mĕsíc, vykoupat se v horkých pramenech Krabí mlhoviny a ješte to vzít domů zadem přes Mléčnou dráhu...
Byla to krásná cesta jen
Já a Ty
“You and your poems! Did you know that I could never figure out such ballyhoo? Never understood what the hell you are trying to say! And that goes even for your Czech poetry!
Why don’t you do something meaningful? Stick to writing songs, play your guitar! You were always OK doing that!”
Said Dana and gave me a look like I was a complete idiot. Then she took another drink and turned to her boyfriend;” Am I right? “
Now it was my turn to have a drink so I just nodded and swept my poems out of the table. Why did she have to show up? I thought to myself.
I took another sip and heard Dana’s lamentations in the background.
“Ivan is making fool of himself! He thinks somebody is actually having time to read his rubbish. He thinks he is some kind of Mark Twain! HAHAHA...makes so many grammatical errors in his own language what makes him think he could do something in English?”
I finished my martini and showed myself to the door. She never even noticed that I have left. She’ll never know that thanks to her while she was having this incoherent speech we took an incredible trip around the moon, had a swim in hot springs of Crab Nebula and went on home taking a shortcut throughout a Milky Way.
Yes we had a blast
You and I....