Tristan Tzara in English

experimental poem with Tristan Tzara as the muse

Tristan Tzara

I thought it was

you I saw in the escalator

going down into the

place where the Cabaret' was

96 years ago and I

kept wanting to ask you

what your opinion

of Europe was following

the end of the

so-called Great War,

also known

as World War One.

but before I could

ask the question

my shoe laces came

undone and the

cup of coffee I was

drinking fell onto the ground and then I remembered

I wasn't in Paris,

France or Berlin, Germany circa 1916,

I was in Baltimore, MD

circa 2006,

and when I got back up 

I couldn't find the

man I thought looked like 

you Tristan Tzara and then I 

took the light rail

home so I could eat dinner by 9:30 that night