Sunday
This is the Lord day
today
difficult
to express anythink
all is closed
you can bash our poetry
on the pavement
ticking
of the rain will answer
your main question
or
would the Sun
let
creaking the windows
inner wood
where wolves
et cetera ...
on connait la chanson
there must be somewhere
a sleeping princess
en-dehors du train-train
des contes
Jean-Philippe Guéant
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