The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

December 6, 2007
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I will remember the gray and muted day when my life talking ended.
I will remember the gunmetal-gray BMW that was a good car with that special click.
I am a piano that crashes down seven floors during “A Day in the Life”.
I am the vegetable that everyone calls me because they don’t know my case, locked-in syndrome.
I remember “A Day in the Life” which brings me back to room one nineteen.
I used to be talking; now silence is my word.
I am an Oak tree that will crush the doctor’s hand.
I am the sufferings that are brought among my daughter, Celeste and my son, Theophile who are noisy and energetic.
I want to be the ocean that is neutral and every wheelchair is a chariot when turned by a fairy.
I will be at the Cinecitta eating my dozen snails watching my favorite films.
I want to be the circle that is always the same on the outside, but on the inside, anything can happen.
I want to be the butterfly that takes flight.

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PianoGal129 said...
Jan. 8, 2009 at 12:29 am
did you write this after seeing the movie or reading the book, or neither? the movie The Diving Bell and the Butterfly was very sad and moving.
Katrina H. replied...
Sept. 15, 2009 at 8:41 pm
after reading the book. I haven't yet seen the movie.
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