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Lachenaie

On the Monte Dumais road.



on the right, houses built 2 or 3 years ago.
on the left, 4 big trees with leaves high in the night sky
beyond that, a corn field, empty of everything
except for the moon
and some stars

a car passes.
and I hear the sound of the tires against the road
for a while

I look back
in the far distance,
the car is crossing a green light

it's always green in the night time.
traffic is a rare thing here.

the soft summer wind behind my ears, I can't feel...
but I remember it.

I guess my hair is too long tonight..

I look ahead. A red light flashes at the end of the road. that's where the road ends. It meets Monte Gagnon.

and the light comes to me. it does all the work. I just stay there and look. Like the sound, light travels, travels without me and you, you know.

Now, as I'm watching the pink and blue lights of a hair salon sign, "La voie l", near the road, a police car stops by.

Two policemen get off the car, one takes out his flashlight and walks around to see if im alone, the other comes to me and says:

- what are you doin' here?
- I'm watching the lights on the sign.
- you're watching the lights?
- yes it's interesting, the sound of it and...

he looks at my crotch.

- you're zipper is down.
- oh, yes, it's always like that.
- why are you here?
- oh, I was just riding my bike.
- It's 3am.
- well, yes...
- ...
- some people do it at 4pm, I do it at night.
- may I see some ID
- sure

And I hand him a card. He goes inside the car and calls the police HQ. He gives them my name and all.

I wait and look at the sign again. When the lights switch from pink to blue, it makes a strange noise.
something like
"weeeeeeeee whuuuuuuuuuun, weeeeeeeeeee, weeeeeeeeeee whuuuuuuuuuuun"