9/04/2017

Paris - Silencio

Over spans, he centuried
Over centuries, he spanned
Asked not to grimace, he sought fertiliser,
And patience

Life trickled, like goût down to the endless bone of toe,
In perpetuity, in mathematical formulae, say endless,
Say silence, say quiet, I hear you

A jaw tightened, when his thighs opened,
And a studio filled with mirrors, they carresed him,
Every curve and function, every order got collapsed,
Solved with intent, everything ever started

Lunch of nutrients, paces of appliance, electrical cords
Shocks to memory and movement in stillness
Décisions seen, in floating notes and music
It never resolved, not the start, not the middle

Finish what he was there to do
A lion in à colloseum
A debate for truth
A theory of knowledge
A kiss in the lips

He grimaced

Paris
September 2017