Nocturnal embrace (II)
(Caresse nocturne II)
Evening is set
I swim to the bottom of my inner self
like a sea creature
I avoid memory
Under the bridge of solitude
I steal more secretly than the night
when I go hungry of limbo
I derail amongst the calendar days
tattooing their bodies with embers
“whom amongst you
will come to look for me?”
(Translated from French by Constantin ROMAN)
April 2005