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Je tombe

I figured that since I posted a song sang in french, I might as well post a poem written in french. This is a rewrite that I did in 1992 from a poem that I had initially wrote in 1988.

Je tombe
J’essaie de monter
De surmonter
Mais, je tombe

Je tombe
Incapable de concentrer
De m’adapter
Car je tombe

Je tombe
Je fait tout pour m’isoler
De me retirer
Car je tombe

Je tombe
Je me sens dépassée
Toute refoulée
Et je tombe

Je tombe
Je ne peut plus monter
L’espérance part
Je suis tombée
Brulée

Picnic in Long Sault

Long Sault Park, last year.

Smokey fields

 

Hunter

I see you out there
Paralyzed, immobilized
On the street corner
Under flashing bright lights
I capture your portrait
Your image, your signs
Changing in shape and size
I feel your paws gliding
On the greyish cracked cement
It’s a hot night in the city
Steam and sweat everywhere
You never stop
One’s screaming, one’s crying
One’s dying
Still, there you are, grin on your face
Evil in your eyes
Walking in that catlike manner
You’re everywhere on the street
The city stars can never touch you
Can never catch you
You always jump over the fence and get away
But I sense you now
Tension rising
I feel your body shake
I see your burning eyes
You stand in front of me
Saying you won’t hurt me
Liar

I wrote this in 1987, exact date unknown.