
at the end of the
night a part of myself whose
name I forgot
at the end of the
night a part of myself whose
name I forgot
Like a lifeline
words meaning almost everything
which get to the bottom of it
in the early hours of the day
which go from one question to another
One only needs to believe
but even if you don’t ….
There would be days, ordinary days, filled with daily tasks, performed slowly, a kind of contentment, a certain joy to contemplate one’s life line (broken, but still).
Il y aurait des jours ordinaires, imprégnés de tâches quotidiennes, exécutées lentement, une sorte de contentement, une certaine joie à contempler sa ligne de vie (brisée, mais tout de même).