Head Down

Where am I now?

Am I floating in a void?

Sense of balance  a total loss.

What’s up is down.

The horses rear.

You can feel their fear

as they fling loose from reins.

Up above I know there is light.

But ahead of me is dark.

Ahead of me is pain.


(Tete en Bas, il tombe dans       l’abime–Redon)