Digital Manuscript ProjectMalone meurt / Malone Dies

[0597] light towards an inaccessible boons boon, was the extasy rapture of vertigo, the letting-go, the
fall, the gulf, the return [↑]relapse to darkness, to
nothingness, to earnestness, to home, to
him who was waiting for me always, who
needed me and whom I needed,
[0597] who took
me in his arms and told me to stay with him
always, who gave me his place and watched
over me, who suffered each time I left him,
whom I have often made suffer and seldom
contented, whom I have never seen.
[0598] There
I am getting out of control.
[0599] Our My concern is not
with me, but with another, who is un far
beneath me and whom I try to envy, whose
dry crass adventures I can tell at last relate, I don't
know how.
[0600] Of myself I could never tell,
any more than I could live or tell of others.
[0601] How could I have, since I never tried.
[0602] To
show myself now, before I vanish, at
on the point of vanishing, at the same time
as the stranger, thanks and by the same grace,
that would be no ordinary last straw.
[0603] And
then beg begi live, long enough to feel, behind my
closed eyes, other eyes close.
[0604] What an end.
[0608] in the matter the problem of food -
in this country, food - No, I
can't do it.
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