Et cette maison que n'habitent que des murs
blancs - le temps traverse les murs -
Chambre
Des éclats d'ombre dans les coins
Ombres et respirations
La nuit passe à côté de cette chambre
Dehors - des pas tombent à une cadence
étrangère.
Cette maison, cette chambre, il faut y entrer:
c'est là que les
mots ont la couleur
de l'ombre des murs blancs.
emma is a girl
i never asked her anything
(she may very well be an animal
or a clock)
or maybe she is
an animal and a clock
i never asked her anything
but she is ticking
like a clock
is moving like an animal
friday i’ll ask her out
emma is a time bomb
but today is just another day
it’s just tuesday
or maybe all this
is another terrorist plot
God and Devil - immortal twins separated at birth
me - stuck with my mortal disoriented life
in the middle of their sibling rivalry
when I’m lost in their games
(the 'Right vs Wrong’ always gets to me!)
I call for God - the loving and caring one
for a chat and guidance
sometimes he answers sometimes I have to leave a prayer
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