You Are Eating an Orange. You Are Naked. by Sheung-King

You Are Eating an Orange. You Are Naked. by Sheung-King

Author:Sheung-King
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Book*hug Press
Published: 2020-09-15T15:57:16+00:00


5

It is eight in the evening. The sky is still bright. We are full. From St. Clair Avenue, we decide to walk down Yonge Street to Bloor. Whenever I’m out with you, I notice people turning their heads to check you out. You don’t seem to notice. Or maybe you’re just used to it.

“Alright. Here’s why metaphors are sexier than ideas. Are you ready for this?” you ask.

“Yup.”

“Metaphors are sexy because they can give birth to love.”

“How?”

“Tomas was what we might today call a ‘player.’ He was married once but left his family and felt great about it. He was also one of the top surgeons in Prague. He had met Tereza when he was visiting a small spa in a village. Tereza was working as a waitress at a restaurant Tomas visited before he returned to Prague.”

“Hold on, I need to tie my shoelaces,” I say, kneeling down.

You light a Virginia Slim. You exhale. “One stormy night,” you continue, “Tereza, without any explanation, decided to go to Tomas’s apartment in Prague. They had sex.” You take another drag. “To Tomas, Tereza seemed like a child, a child someone had put in a basket daubed with pitch and sent downstream for Tomas to fetch at the riverbank of his bed. Because Tereza seemed so vulnerable, the player let down his guard.”

“Okay. Let’s go.” I get up.

“Tomas did not know that metaphors were that dangerous. So just like that, Tereza entered Tomas’s poetic memory.”

“What’s that?”

“Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when someone enters our poetic memory. Tereza entered Tomas’s poetic memory in the form of a metaphor and gave birth to love. So that’s what makes metaphors sexier than ideas—they’re dangerous.”

“I guess loud cars that accelerate fast are also sexy because they’re dangerous,” I offer.

You put your arm through mine.

“Remember how we met?” I ask.

“Yeah. One day I woke up and you were sitting in a little basket next to my bed.”



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