I hear your voice, surprisingly loud
clear, distinct, I see your room
the bookshelves behind you
I see your full smile breaking through
hear the lines you put into verse
read the desperation in your
life, straight
through the barricades
a click and you are gone
I scroll through the images I recorded
onto my retina, and see
how you are left on your own and we
applaud you in the auditorium
how tonight you try the same as I
to think life back
into existence
Translation: Willem Groenewegen
http://www.willem-groenewegen.nl/Met dank aan Christine de Vos voor het aanzetten tot
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