jeudi 14 juin 2012


We really cannot communicate
our lingua franca does not convey
the real meaning of our conversation

you say things that you do not believe
and try to convince me
that I should take them seriously
because you are superbly clad
in complacency 

you speak about a rose
without mentioning its thorns

you talk like a song
but you are out of tune

when you say Love
I understand hatred

when you mention God
I feel like an atheist

your words are like clouds
with an appearence of reality
that ends up abruptly

and even your silence 
has the stench of death

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

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