Kaffee Klatsch (5)

KAFFEE KLATSCH (5) 

'Have you finished?' I said, and the Bitch scratched her head. 

'Well, perhaps, for the moment. Why not? But you don't really seem to have that much to say. Are you stupid? Or, have you forgot?'

'Forgot what?' I asked.

'It's the way of the world.

It's the new currency: 

Self-narration, inflation,

That's it.

You'd be lost without me.

I'm your Melancholy.

And, without me you're nothing,

You're . . .  '

'I liked living in Germany,' I interrupted. 'I know I can't erase the past, but I became absorbed in the present - the language the culture the magnificent forest - and, for the first time in a long time, it kind of felt okay.'