Maurice
I am not learned, I am not ignorant.
I have wandered
Is my life better than other people’s lives?
I have loved people,
Shortly afterward,
As reason returned to me,
I saw that even on the worst days,
Men went to escape from death, strange beings that they are.
Yet I have met people who have never said to life, “Quiet!”
Can I
Am I
I came
I am not
I lived
I must
I was
Outdoors, I had
This brief scene excited me to the point of delirium
I went to the house but did not enter
All that was real; take note.
I had no enemies.
Once the glass had been removed,
I was asleep!
Even after I recovered,
They gave me a modest position in the institution
Even though my sight had hardly weakened,
Yet something in me quickly stopped wanting.
They said to me
I liked
Behind their backs I saw
I knew
She would
She was
I had
The law
She got
This was one of her games.
Who threw glass in your face?
I had
I had
I had
A story? No. No stories, never again.