tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399282577773064439.post3608878263570793763..comments2023-06-11T17:29:23.054+03:00Comments on Cocosse | Journal: The derailed locomotive | Granville–Paris Express / Gare Montparnasse (1895)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399282577773064439.post-51646622610636352042015-05-15T20:07:49.711+03:002015-05-15T20:07:49.711+03:00Tell me, Blaise, are we very far from Montmartre?&...<br /><br /><br />Tell me, Blaise, are we very far from Montmartre?'<br /><br />Worries<br /><br />Forget your worries<br /><br />All the stations full of cracks tilted along the way<br /><br />The telegraph wires they hang from<br /><br />The grimacing poles that gesticulate and strangle them<br /><br />The world stretches lengthens and folds in like an accordion tormented by a sadistic hand<br /><br />In the cracks of the sky the locomotives in anger<br /><br />Flee<br /><br />And in the holes,<br /><br />The whirling wheels the mouths the voices<br /><br />And the dogs of misfortune that bark at our heels<br /><br />The demons are unleashed<br /><br />Iron rails<br /><br />Everything is off-key<br /><br />The broun-roun-roun of the wheels<br /><br />Shocks<br /><br />Bounces<br /><br />We are a storm under a deaf man's skull...<br /><br />'Tell me, Blaise, are we very far from Montmartre?'<br /><br />Hell yes, you're getting on my nerves you know very well we're far away<br /><br />Overheated madness bellows in the locomotive<br /><br />Plague, cholera rise up like burning embers on our way<br /><br />We disappear in the war sucked into a tunnel<br /><br />Hunger, the whore, clings to the stampeding clouds<br /><br />And drops battle dung in piles of stinking corpses<br /><br />Do like her, do your job<br /><br />'Tell me, Blaise, are we very far from Montmartre?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Blaise Cendrars / Prose of the Trans-Siberian and of the Little Jeanne de France / 1913<br /><br />.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com