Volutes [English translation]

Your struggles leave in smoke*

Your struggles make swarms

Swarms of scruples

Your stuggles leave in smoke

Toward enchanted flutes

And cruel hopes

(They) throw me

Spikes and lances

In all innocence

Your struggles leave in smoke

Under misted-up eyes

Of strange dragonflies

For a grimace and a rictus

And more

I do supplemental hours

I give myself pain

I cogitate I agitate

I replay the scene

I nail nails on the clouds

Un marteau au fond du garage

A hammer in the back of the garage

I nail nails on the clouds

Without scaffolding

And my body dedicated

To super-gifted moons 

With sovereign curves

Full full

Your struggles leave in smoke

Under suns that are ignored

Dor- dormez**

My allongated responses

My what to say

My what to do

But how this is kept in the air

These two hemispheres

By what mystery

I nail nails on the clouds

A hammer in the back of the garage

I nail nails on the clouds

Without scaffolding

Your struggles leave in smoke ...