ALONG WITH ME: Black [Black repels the illusions] Poem by Marc André Brouillette
ALONG WITH ME: Black [Black repels the illusions]
Black repels the illusions we use to deaden the pangs of our loneliness, when the pangs of our loneliness become too sharp. On the other side of black there is nothing else but another black. I cannot bring myself to black, because black brings me face-to-face with myself.
English versions by Paul Vermeersch
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
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