November night from Mirror Man by Cannibales & Vahinés

NOVEMBER NIGHT

A terrible November night
with a drizzling rain
that sweeps even the bravest off the streets
and my favourite bar lies, alas
and that's for certain
too far headed West
to battle with that cold wet curtain

For the first time since many years
as the years flee by
I will return home
HOME
where my untimely appearance
will be considered as
the first step on the road that leads toward penitence
all beginnings are hard, and better late than never
my wife will say

But first I'll have to buy a newspaper for tonight near the fire
because when I don't read
my silence is chilling
my silence is killing for my housemates
as I understand very well
that nothing
NOTHING
is so depressing as
the presence of someone who sits silently staring
as if he's totally alone
one lonely bloke
who never tells a joke
who never pats you on the back
to give you some courage during your tough days
who never asks: how are you doing
or: are you happy

– Words based on the first page of Het Dwaallicht, a story by Willem Elsschot (1882-1960).

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