Telephone conversation
Published on Mar 16, 2016
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Telephone conversation
Wole SOyinka
The price seemed reasonable, location
Indifferent. The landlady swore she lived
Off premises. Nothing remained
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But self-confession. "Madam" , I warned,
"I hate a wasted journey - I am African."
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Silence. Silenced transmission of pressurised good-breeding. Voice, when it came,
Lipstick coated, long gold-rolled
Cigarette-holder pipped. Caught I was, foully.
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"HOW DARK?"...I had not misheard...."ARE YOU LIGHT OR VERY DARK?" Button B. Button A. Stench
Of rancid breath of public hide-and-speak.
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Red booth.
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Red pillar-box.
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Red double-tiered
Omnibus squelching tar.
It was real! Shamed
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Considerate she was, varying the emphasis-
"ARE YOU DARK? OR VERY LIGHT" Revelation came
"You mean- like plain or milk chocolate?"
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Her accent was clinical, crushing in its light
Impersonality. Rapidly, wave-length adjusted
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I chose. "West African sepia"_ and as afterthought.
"Down in my passport." Silence for spectroscopic
Flight of fancy, till truthfulness chaged her accent
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Hard on the mouthpiece "WHAT'S THAT?" conceding "DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS." "Like brunette."
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Facially, I am brunette, but madam you should see the rest of me. Palm of my hand, soles of my feet.
Are a peroxide blonde. Friction, caused-
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Foolishly madam- by sitting down, has turned
My bottom raven black- One moment madam! - sensing
Her receiver rearing on the thunderclap
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