Sue's side poem

Du coup, je suis ici -

Un souvenir ou simple reverie?

Ou est ce que je vais?         

Moi, je n’ai aucune idée…

Tout ce que je sais,

C’est simplement le fait

Que je voyage

Parmi les belles nuages…

One knife – enough to kill a life.

But then, please tell me when

A question so serene,

Back out of fuckin dream

Will land and will demand:

“It’s you who you can’t stand?”

Hold on the life,

Kiss back the knife

And turn your sight, the light,

Towards yourself, “if right?”

Do you perceive the falling?

It’s that your soul out, crawling,

For the sweet salvation

Of the corps assassination?

Or it’s just your mind

(who plays a game)

Torturing your thoughts

(n they’re lame...):

You, denying all new start,

Are perishing your heart

That’s freezing for some peace -

A distant (Beauty’s) kiss -

a notion,

might prevent the cutting motion?