Among more than two thousand
I see but the two of them
As if welded in fire
One joined to the other
Among more than two thousand
I see only two
I know what they say
He is saying I love you
She is saying I love you
They promise each other
The Earth and themselves
Neither of them
Looks to me dishonest
Among more than two thousand
I see but the two of them
Suddenly he cries
Uncontrollable tears
Falling in streams
One old woman looks at him
People’s heads turn
They watch them then walk away
They are alone
Alone in their sorrow
Abandoned to dogs
No part of humanity
Life owes you nothing
We curse God
This Sunday in Orly
With or without Becaud
And now they both cry
I don’t know what they think
I don’t know what they feel
Their figures are carved
From a single stone block
They hear nothing around them
Only each other’s sobs
And then
And then just discernibly
Their two bodies move
Infinitely slowly
Their two bodies separate
And in separating
Their two bodies tear
And I swear to you they scream
And fall together again
Once more becoming just one
Once more becoming fire
But now tearing in two again
Linked only by their eyes
And as they withdraw
As the tide pulls the sea back
Their goodbyes are lost
Blown on the wind
Drowned in the waves
The man stands and leaves
With not one glance behind him
Then disappears
Into the two thousand
Life owes you nothing
We curse God
This Sunday in Orly
With or without Becaud
The crowd closes around him
He is lost there forever
And she, she remains
Mortally wounded
Not crying, not speaking
Death stands before her
Its hand on her shoulder
She has fallen
She is falling
Her arms unable to move
She has been here one thousand years
The door is closing again
Pitch darkness returns
She knows this so well
It’s how it all was before
There is no love
There is only hatred
We have no love to lose
And only spite to give others
What is the purpose?
What use is there in living?
We’re alone in Creation
There is no sky above
There is no God
And I stay where I am
I dare not approach her
Passers by stand and stare
At this woman with her head in her hands
Alone among two thousand