spring came with her multitudes
like a palm sunday procession
entered town thru the front door
walking down the street
as the soul walks from
father to mother
the bird from the town hall clock went out
to welcome her
fell over winter rags
pouring the time over people
spring
this daughter of time
put on too much perfume
her round breasts are like two strawberries
comme un miroir printanier
ton visage reste encore jeune
dans la beauté musicale de tes mots
dans ta lumière
dans ton jardin secret
cet instantané de soleil
garde l’écho
simplement moi
durant tout l’hiver
je pense à toi.
O-n-e:
One shiningdark morning,
I caught you seeking in my armoire.
T-h-i-e-f:
You thief, voleur, I said,
what are you doing here?
I'm looking for a pair of socks,
you said, blushing.
I have to go to the prom,
and I need socks from your closet...
This is not a closet, you fool!
are you blind, or what? ...I said
... Regarde! Smell!
Don't you feel the oak's scent?
it does not end
as it does not begin
is where Infinity meets Forever
and says: how d'you do
in a continuous white noise
with a touch of
Rigolleto
it tickles your pores until your skin blooms into goosebumps
like cherry trees in a suspended Japanese garden
it pushes your face to the edge so you can touch the void
with your eyelash
it pulls you back just when you're about to jump
and stares silently into your dilated pupils
it feeds on you like a hungry beast
and you laugh the laughter of the King
There is one thing I am sure of
My grandmother was the woman who influenced my childhood
In such a matter that I used to dream about dying next to her when I'll get old
But time has passed and I left the house in which
I used to wake up listening to her voice
One day she told me
Careful little person there is a strange world out there
She never said dangerous and never advised me to be afraid
Just to be careful because the monsters you'll meet are pretty and friendly
They'll drag you after them to some killing fields
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