until were meet again


as far as i know,
i’m not alive.
i’ve been here a long time,
but never here again.
the last thing i will be doing

    is 
talking to you.

            you can see me here. i am now
a short while after i was last here.
        with all of us, in a place and time
        we have never been in before. 
or would ever want

                                              to be in again.


i have tried to recontruct
a complete version                  of you and me.
i could find some fragments of this poem

                                        but it’s hard to believe

                                       that someone
                                       could have written it.

      you can think about them.
        they are real.
it takes time to think about these things.
if you have to learn a language
or a system of knowledge,
you may never be able to use it.

i had a conversation recently
with a person                   i didn’t know.
i was trying to explain
       how 
the sun is a sphere
       an that 
water is liquid.
he was quite confused
and asked me what the difference was
between a sphere and a liquid.

        that confused me.


i am still in a place where i am trying
to make sense of things.
    my minf is a living thing.
       this is a form of thought.
           a thought is a set of words.
           in my mind.

they are not my words.
they are the words of the person that 
i am talking to.

          i’m sorry but i had a 
moment
moment of panic 
                                and though i woulf like 
to tell you the sad truth.

       i had the 
strangest dream
last night.
                              and it was very very
                        strange.
it seems like the world around us were
being erased from our reality.

       and we are in a different place now.

    i could see the trees moving and they
were so distant and the sky was 
so bright
and so blue


                                       in an empty room.

i could see that you were there.
                                in this room.
with the same blue light as in your
                       dream.

did you think this was your real dream?
did you think i had the 
same dream as you

        i’m in this empty room, waiting for
something to happen.

        the only thing i am sure about is
that i am awake and you were asleep.
this is the only conclusion you can come
to from all of this.

        so this is what i saw in my dream.
i don’t know how to feel about this,
but i really need you to tell me how it feels.

                                is it something that
                                you would do for me?

               i am just a small piece of the
                                           dream.
               i am still dreaming.

       and this is the only way i am able
to keep from 
falling asleep.


... then this was it, right ?
       this is what you saw in your dream ?

    a blue light , 
    a blue room , 
    a blue person ,
    a blue dream , 
    a conversation between a dreamer and
    a real person ?

and maybe

 
you can start looking at thing again.
Ce projet a reçu le soutien de l’École Universitaire de Recherche ArTeC portée par la ComUE Université Paris Lumières et du Groupe Stasis