Speech – Les Mots

I never understood if the words that I’m writing belong to me, or to someone writing them through me.

As if I’m following someone`s Thoughts, just writing them down.

There are poems, great poems, that say it all. However, maybe us Humans feel the need to repeat them, again and again, to hear one more time what has already been said.

Maybe after all those Speeches we get to see a glimpse of the unspoken. Maybe this is our destiny - the connection with whatever exists. And whatever doesn’t.

Lost in this repetition – in my attempts to escape the vicious circle, Speech comes to me (poems, texts, scripts, sometimes mystical) that demand to be heard.

To be written down.