by Pierre Reverdy
I was ready for all that might happen
Head lowered
Feet touching my head
And everything that moved in the corner
Against the wall
Opposite me and beside me
The mirror as it faded had begun to tremble
There was a light
Long ago
and the face that I see
Midnight
Would this be the hour
Under the roof the rain-pipe weeps
And a far-off train that was calling
The room stretched beyond the walls
At that moment they might have caught me
Or I could even have stumbled
World was falling over and over into slumber
Last updated February 06, 2012