La Course du Temps

O team of the time
you are playing tam-tam
seconde after second
whilst we do not take any
time to
count all the beats
until the last one
witch is the largest-in a broom rumor

from a dust cloud

then(-mais il n'y a plus de concept de temps
après ça!)
out of
(h)a(l)fri(s)ca
we shall have-may be < this is not assured
time
to hear
musics of silence
the harps of angles-corners are more secure

Jean-Philippe Guéant

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