I would like to see our failure
Face to face one fine day
Detail his person
Define its contours
And in the slightly raw atmosphere
Of a city in summer
Slowly moving away
So as not to come across him again
Moving in the crowd
Benevolent or hostile
Joking for once
In a supermarket
And arms full of shopping
Feeling that we have finally left © the perimeter
Of its cast shadow
Will return in the morning where the light mine
On was eating toast
The window was ajar
We were going to wash
Much later, laughing at the delay
That we had caused on the other people
And the not nonchalant
With a smile firmly in place
We will be sure of ourselves
In the familiar streets
Towards a point in the city
An unknown place
Finding our failure there
And its long shadow

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