Chapter Poem by Olivier Cadiot

Ho, ho, I recognize you!


Less than two years pass (Present Tense) since the
moment I have had (Present Perfect) the pleasure of meeting you

Goodness me, I want . . . to be master, and I want it
to be clear to everyone that I . . . refuse now that I am of . . . deprived.

The interior of the house was soon fixed up; the exterior
took more time.

I suffocate she, she is reborn. - Only you
hate you, while everyone loves you.

The blades of grass are difficult to distinguish from each
other

- Everywhere you I will follow - Me follow not