Onze Heures

The time is going so fast, we can’t barely catch it when it comes. But we took the chance.  

  We are under the same colors. The shades of the same flag.

  Are we alone to see that ? Or is it in our mind ? Maybe it’s when dreams are playing with reality.

If we had to keep only one of them. The true radical.

  Are we closer from the darkness of the sky or the danger of this red room.

  Let’s drive a last time. Get ourselves close to the edge of the cliff. Approach the limit of this land. Before we go back.