J’avais tout prévu sur Google Maps.
5 jours et 16 heures précises
Afin d’amener mon spleen
Et pleine d’autres choses
De mi casa
A su casa.

J’ai marché, erré
Dans des rues désertes
Des zones industrielles
Des terrains vagues jonchés de poubelle multicouleur.

Je me suis déshabillées
En couches successives,
Une écharpe d’angoisse,
Un bonnet de désespoir,
Des gants remplis de vide.
Je me suis retrouvée nue,
Portant seulement mon amour
Qui brillait dans la nuit,
Illuminant la route noire.

J’ai atteint l’autoroute.
J’étais soufflé avec le passage des voitures
Un camion de bétail m’a doublé
Toutes ces vaches à cils longues
En voyage vers la mort
Comme nous tous d’ailleurs

Il m’est venu l’idée que
Nous nous connaissons depuis des siècles et siècles
Que ce n’est sûrement pas notre première périple
Qu’en aval ou en amont
En avancement ou reculant

Nous sommes ensemble.

10 comments

  1. Dawn D

    Hey, at first I wondered, does she realise she mistakenly wrote in French. Then I thought.. Nah, she did it on purpose.
    I’m happy for you you shed the layers and seem to have got to where you want to be.
    Hugs my friend
    Et bisous 😉
    Dawn

    • pivoine68

      Hello!
      No, it was kind of a response to another blogger, TK Kim. We are Spleen Sisters. You are a Spleen Sister too!

      (I’m always terrified to post anything in French….I imagine a big red pen ruining my efforts. Peut Mieux Faire! Lol!)

      Bises françaises,
      Dawn

  2. Mrs Fever

    I will admit that typically, when you write in French, I just look at the pretty words and sigh.

    I used Google Translate today though because the pretty-sigh words were punctuated with “Goggle Maps”, which is just… Not sigh-worthy. 😛

    So now I know you write about being naked with cows. Hmmm…

    Beastly things sound better en Francais. 😉

    Kidding aside…

    “Naked, wearing only my love” ~ Such a beautiful vulnerability. ❤

    xoxo

    • pivoine68

      Oh Miss Fever!
      You are kind to be reading my sad little blog at all….I have given up on following anyone else, I am far too self-absorbed to even read. I cannot seem to shake this feeling.

      Things do sound lovely in French, plus you can drink wine here before lunch. (Before breakfast in my case….no wonder why I can’t concentrate!)

      Bises en abondance,
      Dawn

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