If I were a soldier on guard beneath a sky full of stars I'd gather them like buttons and give them to you. If I were a scarecrow in your field I'd be the only one singing the only one singing even though I sing badly.
If I were a postman I’d bring the usual bills and dull ads but tucked between them love letters just for you. I'd be the gardener who lives in your yard. I'd sleep on your roof keeping you safe from the thunder unless I slip.
If I were a lazy stray dog I'd follow you through long streets too long honestly but I’d pretend I wasn’t tired. If I were as tall as a crane I'd lift you above the city and only set you down in beautiful places.
If I were a sleepwalker I'd probably wander straight to you. If I were a hanger I'd hold your coats filled with the scent of plants and your silk dresses with joyful flowers.
If I were a monk I'd still think of you and shield you from the storm.
And if I were far far away from you I’d wither like the leaves in November.
Angoulême 2023
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