Le Début de l'A.

In the airport toilets, challenging the neon light to a duel, I ask the mirror to speak kindly to me I say mirror, you see my face well, be merciful in my face, soot, sulphur and faded sparks, marks of past fireworks and still-vibrant joys, sorrows, flashes of happiness, traces of lives to be redeemed when it arrives, face, hide nothing, offer yourself..as life has made you hold yourself where you'll be most visible in the neon light hide nothing don't try to appear more beautiful more formidable more dazzling show yourself place yourself under the neon in the position of the delighted in the position of the moron (...)