il gardait les yeux fermés
rêvant d'autres jours jamais vécus
j’ai tant eu besoin de temps
pour mélanger ensemble
ses nombreux visages
rencontrés dans tous ces coins du monde
où il ne se trouve plus
I woke up chewing the pillow
lips and teeth running like some lame dogs through
archives of freedom
I stripped from myself the mantle of befuddled leaves
and clothed me in studs of mountains
my half conscience was in love with nefarious worlds
thirsty of miocen odysseys
and now
like an emperor whitout clothing
looking thru the stiff neck of an empty
chivas regal bottle
I am a speed dialled emotion
an ex-employee from hell
my name
is
written in capitals
all over narrow alley walls
where blood traded its lingered beauty
in kind
the wind envies me
for the way I blow
into oblivion
the unforgettable truth
and its reason
disguised in a moment
of adorned power
a flightless bird
is flapping its wings out of instinct
love is brutal with us
these days
and you know
when you feel my thoughts
hunting yours
in the blue white of the morning
you’re right
we are not
what we fear the most
not even those unhappy dolls
of the 21st century
running in meaningless circles
but rather what we miss
when we use reasonable absurdities
to justify and apease
the horrific need
for each other
when you feel my thoughts
hurting yours
in the red dark of the dusk
and you glow in
those nights
her face too subdued
(don't you think?)
her hands too small
her ears in the right place
unlike her eyebrows, her nose and her mind
her back? a pack of bones
holding hopes at night
and that !dress
in the morning
she should eat more
no, less
no
her chin never moves
never moves
she sometimes does this with that
sometimes she doesn’t
sometimes she doesn’t?
she never ever.
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