l'Hydre traversait les failles du temps jusqu’au désert
et sa voix était plus proche du Tout
que les rayons solaires des murs éphémères
enlevant les sables comme cette lumière vénéneuse
de la répulsion à la fascination
la tempête de rochelles noircissait le monde
et derrière eux restaient les voyelles pétrifiées
des sons bizarres
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
La solitude fourmille déjà dans nos villes,
dont les rues sont hantées par l’Oubli.
Tout déborde de riens qui se rangent en double file
au nez de mecs parfaitement inaccomplis…
A la barbe des glabres, passe l’ombre blanche d’un espoir
raté, criblé des rayons nocturnes, qu’une fée
mauvaise tisse pour nous et brode de désespoir.
he sat at table number 9
she chose 10
their eyes never met
but only through the wall wide gilded mirror across the room
he thought her name was Faith
she guessed his was Luke
he took a sip from his mocha massimo every 41 secs
she guessed he was 41, slowly stirring her white-no-sugar earl grey
she wondered if the girl on page three of his 'Sun' was a blond, a brunette or a red head
he wondered what principle she's at in 'Why men love bitches'
they ate lemon and poppy seed muffins with small bites
his lips were firm
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