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#2089 poetry (haiku*)
holding your breath
every time a car passes
the world we live in
*posted in September 2021, edited in September 2022
comme la maree
comme la marée barbouille le sable
de l’humeur de ses vagues
je barbouillerai ma page
d’émotions qui ne se dissèquent pas
somebody else’s voice*
I close my eyes to listen to my roots, the roof over my head must be an illusion that will not hold up, I will take somebody else’s voice to fill the guest card and then lay down, exhausted, in my dark stories.
