let’s recede from tears

let’s recede
from tears

courage
is in the jaw
behind silence
the silent gaze

life
sudden and fragile work
for never receding away
I would accept any suffering

accident

four thrown petals
four flown off stars

youth is light
put down on our nights

four thrown petals
four flown off stars

youth is tear
fallen on our never written notebooks

sleeping cat

I disturb the sleeping cat
it pushes one meter
taking with him his sleep

crowds

crowds refuse

clumsy reading

of a life that

anyway will betray us

Youth disfigured

two photos
on the cover of two school notebooks
on a table
at the door of a church
too small that day

two smiling faces
other faces serious
dark outfits
as the words on the school notebooks

two coffins
at the end of path

youth disfigured

(in memory of William and Nicolas died at age 20 in a car accident)

births

would the world be different
if little babies
were born bursting out laughing
and not shouting out?

decomposition of blue

before the black
decomposition of blue

blue of fault
then
posthumous blue

imprisoned blood
stagnating in mud

night

spring

spring-dissension-snow
the cold is crackling
and making itself feverish of blue

ground-shoulder
at time arches itself
the day awaits us

and already invite water
memory of banks
without the travel

mother’s blood

at dawn
the mother’s blood
another burning sky

there will be no more retouch
the world is launched
between doors and roads

to travel with oneself
blood road
towards a blocked downstream

not much images will remain
perhaps a beauty spot

childhood

a veil of blue
hardly crumpled
of dragonflies

any childhood
has the sky
for playing field