I was ready for all that might happen
Head lowered
         Feet touching my head
And everything that moved in the corner
Against the wall
         Opposite me and beside me
The mirror as it faded had begun to tremble
There was a light
                                                   Long ago
and the face that I see
            Would this be the hour
Under the roof the rain-pipe weeps
And a far-off train that was calling
The room stretched beyond the walls

At that moment they might have caught me
            Or I could even have stumbled

World was falling over and over into slumber

By Pierre Reverdy