dimanche 17 juillet 2011


Thoughts like wild birds
keep flapping their wings
in a thick wet air
breaking through silences
in your exhausted brain
and letting sanity flee away
in nightmarish fits of anger

you are too well-known a stranger
to be impressed now
by the sweeping waltz
of this symphony of noises

you have won 
all your rainy sunsets
and gained the tender mercy
of peace in your mind

what you lost in the process
is the insane tempo
of fluttering instants
in a chaotic night

and soberness
in an immense ocean 
of despicable temptations

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

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