I caught her in the act of looking through
a porn mag. Pointing at a picture
of a naked man, I asked her: What is that?

Ceci n'est pas une pipe- she answered me,
taking me into the bracket of her legs. And today
I came home early from work and in the passage

I bumped into a naked man, and I asked:
What is that? - pointing at him, or rather at his
manhood freshly smeared in lipstick. That is a

pipe- I heard the answer from the woman, with whom
I'm still sleeping, because I cannot prove her
infidelity.

Translated by Antonia Lloyd-Jones