Acrimonia

 

Jean-Luc Godard. “Le Gai Savoir”. 1969

“There are brighter sides to life/ and I should know because
I’ve seem them/ But not very often”

“… I recount the black days
Wade through all the shadows
Even so it takes my sleep
I recall the black days
The cuts and the recovery
From unnecessary growth
I recall these black days
As maybe grim and melanized
But also colourful…”

I don’t know what to do with some kind of feelings, with that heritage of ideas, don’t really know what to do with unavailing time, a sort of devastating bootless arc of space, I don’t know anything about my skin and my hands, that eternal resource of breathtaking breathing, the elusive heartbeat coming in fatuous flames at the end of the dusk.