Imagine a scene
Where I sit here and
Write to you and
Write to you all the things and
I
Completely forget all pretense and
I
Imagine a scene where I
All I want to tell you is
Floating, a construct of all that I am and
All that I can possess and
All that I
That
I
Just don't know
I
Just don't know anymore
I
I am not
I
Am not
Your health
Your well-being and security, I
I am not
Your scent at night when I'm cold or
All
Everything you give to me and that I
Take I
Am nothing your breath is made of
I am
Nothing your sight can hear I
Am nothing your will can contain I
Am not yourself I am not I
Am not I
Am not
I
Am not
I
***
What
Do you want?
Do you want
Anything?
Do you want
Me?
Nantes-Lyon
26.10-27.11.2009
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