My World

Je me dis : la Terre est brêve –
L’Angoisse – absolue –
Nombreux les meurtris,
Et puis après ?

Je me dis : on pourrait mourir –
La Meilleure Vitalité
Ne peut surpasser la Pourriture,
Et puis après ?

Je me dis qu’au Ciel, d’une façon
Il y aura compensation –
Don, d’une nouvelle équation –
Et puis après ?
(Cahier 20, N°301)


J’essayais d’imaginer Solitude pire
Qu’aucune jamais vue –
Une Expiation Polaire – un Présage dans l’Os
De l’atrocement proche Mort –

Je fouillais l’Irrécupérable
Pour emprunter – mon Double –
Un Réconfort Éperdu sourd

De l’idée que Quelque Part –
À Portée de Pensée –
Demeure une autre Créature
De l’Amour Céleste – oubliée –

Je grattais à notre Paroi
Comme On doit scruter les Murs –
Entre un Jumeau de l’Horreur –et Soi –
Dans des Cellules Contiguës –

Je parvins presque à étreindre sa Main,
Ce devint – une telle Volupté –
Que tout comme de Lui – j’avais pitié –
Peut-être avait-il – pitié de moi –

Mon amie, ma soeur ou est tu?


"She spent the night alone with body bruised and skirts asunder. He found his sister in the morning, soaking, in a puddle. "Let's run away," she said. "He beats us both incessantly! I know a place beneath the city where we'll stay forever lost!"

Chorus One
"I've seen the waifs emerge from the underground. They roam the catacombs and everywhere underneath... We could live secretly, away from society!"

Two
Away after sunset they tumbled through the darkened city searching for cold grates and bars agape like twisted teeth and jawbones pulled wide and cracking. Wet and talking wind forbade them! "Just shut your ears," she said. "Orphans are surrounded by these things!"

Chorus Two
"Hold my hand, I'll lead you below. We'll find an alcove and no one will know about us! We can live secretly, away from society!"

Three
They wet their tiny kitten paws on rotting rocks and water. They skinned their whiskers digging deep where darkness settles into corners and tooth-marks, sightless eyes and sunken ceilings. Sentient depths awoke and noticed them... they started screaming.

Chorus Three
"Let's hurry back," she said, "before we are swallowed! Run now, my darling child, I'll be sure to follow closely! We must hide desperately, away from monstrosities!"

Outro One
Next week, next year, there is a somebody who hears their feet underneath. They stop, and tilt, and frown... they hear them drowning! No, the wind singing just below the street...

Outro Two
"You're here with me, it's just we two. So if you've died, why, then I have, too!"