Cornucopia Oh yes I’m ruining the world Every word I say is like a pickpocket crooked hand If you raise the curtain You will see how such indecency Is in my mind I don’t say I don’t believe in I don’t say I’m not waiting for some light Simply my world is inhabited by seeches... Lire la Suite →
Remorse
Remorse A limitation date An expiration time Our debts are standing there A yoghurt in the fridgeI search for a button Blow them up one for all A riot in the street Is crossing my window I hear sounds of fury Drilling bones through my wallIs it our current times We can’t forget ourselves We... Lire la Suite →
Just Slap it Down
Just Slap it Down This pretention to be someone Just slap it downThis foolish eager to exist Just slap it down This ambition to be applauded By everyone Even the ones that you despiseUnder your chestOn the blackest side of your mindJust right in timeJust pack your things and heat the road You're just an... Lire la Suite →
Ghosts in Underwear
Ghost In Underwear I'm seeing ghosts in underwearThe wind's battering the shutterOf a single tower windowSometimes I live in a manor in a prison cell of my mindMy lonely prison full of ghostsIn underwear Cause you can't fix everything for lifeThere is no words to keep awayThings that can hurt things that can digBig holes... Lire la Suite →
Can You Hear Me
Can You Hear Me I feel free I'm deliveredBut still I've a stone rambling on in my sackWhat does it meanShould I stay quiet If I am not a Saint am I allowed to talkTo anyoneI have no seeblingTo anyone who trust meI have no friend Let's talk about the stoneLet's talk what it is... Lire la Suite →
It’s All Coming Down It’s all coming downBut we can dig this spaceIt’s all coming downI feel there is some graceIt’s all coming downTo be deprived from your coreIt’s all coming downI believe we want more It’s all coming downBut we also want the sameIt’s all coming downAre we the ones to blameIt’s all coming... Lire la Suite →
On Est Mieux Après
On Est Mieux Après Eh bien tu vas m'élider tout çaQue veux-tu bout de chandelleOn se passe de la virguleOh oui Céline encore une foisJe sais pas j'éludeLes questionsSurtout les embarrassantes Je vais faire du catimini un artEt là tu as hésitéÇa (me) suffitComme dit Jean-Jacques sur sa porteIl a de la chance il eût... Lire la Suite →
The Leather Scale On the leather scale I would drop my jacket in the river On the leaher scale I would drop my skin and no horizon Nothing to expect I dropped myself And humanity is just an audience Ready to clap But most of all is just ready to blame I’m like a glove... Lire la Suite →
The Ocean is Rising / courtesy of Lucy The world has been shared the world is owned It’s a perpetual rehearsal of of the grapes of wrath But I have no land to be spoiled of It’s only me And some astrology What a crazy idea to be born in such a parody We talk... Lire la Suite →
Empty Canon
Empty Canon Oh yeah I jumped semi consciously In a bunch of flames or in a spiky bush I was stranded in some poetical air I didn’t feel any background in my backI was supposed to be pinned onOh yeah let’s announce some harrow I’m the best candidate to be called a mean shadow Oh... Lire la Suite →
Poésie pour le Temps Courant / Poetry for Current Times 