to follow it you had to look differently, one step at a time, one step in front of you, feeling the sun, knowing it was there and asking for nothing more, making an effort, again, to look differently, but everything was fine, everything would be fine, today, then we would do it all over again.
we were humming together and you thought it beautiful and the letters of the words they brushed against the skin but the strange feelings that make the heart heavy drawn in broad lines in the sand would disappear with the evening tide then holding hands we walked slowly there was only the truth at the end of the path.
découvrir le ciel
comme un vieux dinosaure dans
un parc jurassique
En 2019, pendant quelques mois, j’ai cru qu’il ne me restait que très peu de temps à vivre. Je suis toujours là, mais tout a changé.
*inspiré de l’autoportrait d’Edouard Levé, trouvé à la foire du livre d’occasion de Nelson en 2020.