Poésie pour le temps courant / Poetry for Current Times

This is tells my heart the most beautiful 

This is cording my brain the definite understand

This is the power wrapped in a silence of love

Like a flower in the wind

In a swimsuit all the titties are cute

Shivering dancing in the cold

It can be mistaken a skeleton at the party

This is tell my bones a blurry whisper of sympathy

The definitive rolling stone

Tell me more about death I’ll tell you more about love

This is the cherry pie at the end of the road

Like a kiff from the land we all gather alone

A song from the nonsense and deep meaning above

This is the universe and the choral they paid

All the sweets on the tables

They gonna play it when I’m dead

I play it all the time in my brain and in my times

Of a living lonely soul

This is tells my body tells my soul and tells what’s beating in my dreams

Some kind of a sorrow remembered by the ghosts I used to hang out with

This is my mother creeping about my future

I was really wise as a child

This is my dad planing like a vulture

I have some spinning in mind

He was a really nice guy playing in a farm

These are the children all the children I’ll never have

This is me screaming front the beauty of dawn

This is my last prayer

My ultimate demand and what’s birthing in my arms

This is my lonely stone

The one I built my church upon

All the saints are welcome and all the devils as well

This is the first word and this is the last spell

And the storm is whirling and the shutters won’t close

I ring the bell the wind is dancing and Keith is crying in a storm by his lover betrayed

He thinks of a dead child and the storm is crying there is no end this night

I can feel the crying I can feel the madness 

This is Gimme Shelter

And I will never flinch