I Address You - Poem by Hebert Logerie
I address you
But you send me to the devil
On the sand.
I call you
You give me a shovel
To clean the snow
It's like a trap.
I approach you
You ignore me
And send me to the north.
I am wrong
You are right
It's your season
I bury myself like a dead man.
Copyright © April 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
This is a translation of the poem Je T'adresse by Hebert Logerie
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