“JE EST UN AUTRE” -

You ran away from the frenzy of your fame.
They could never keep up, as each mile added
To the new life you imagined
And the legend you made was a ghost in your mind.

Who would know you in a backstreet café,

Or as a loner with a frown on a rhythmic train?

You followed no map, only your heart

And the freedom you sought like some kind of dream.

Would they find you in a bar or by a river at night?

Your words left no trail, though they blazed in the salons.

The clothes of their worship you’d already outgrown:

The precocious schoolboy was now a young man.

You moved like a shadow among the crowds,

Emptying your thoughts of a runaway past.

You who had sought those new heavens and hells

Found yourself in the strangest of lands,

On a continent where you were unknown,

Where you could explore the poetry of life.

Note: “Je est un autre” :“I is someone else” – Arthur Rimbaud

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“JE EST UN AUTRE”