then suddenly a great fatigue
that falls on the head
like the evening light
waiting for the lighthouse
to pierce it with a great flash of light
*posted in July 2021, edited in July 2022
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conditionnel*
je pourrais faire ceci
je devrais dire cela
j’aimerais aller par ici
je voudrais vivre comme cela
*mis en ligne une premiere fois en décembre 2020
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then suddenly a great fatigue
falling on the head
like the evening light
waiting for the lighthouse
to pierce it with a great flash of light dreaming machine
Every Sunday at seven o'clock, turns the crank of the dream machine: what happened, or what will be happening, what could be, and there we go, exaggerating the colors and the smells, the intensity, the emotions, before we come back on earth (not that we ever left, it was all in the mind) haiku
like the ropes
that wear out without breaking
let time takes its course