Blasphemous images

Echoes of a prehistoric silence
Between your eyes and mine

Red ice, red waters
A waterfall of blood running

A wounded childish-
Memory :

Me at the door, you
(without watching back)

A hug that I wait like some people wait for the Messiah :

Spiritually empty
Soulless cramp

Godless eclipse
Armageddon, nuclear war

Every start have an end,
Religious nightmare : Hail the antichrist !


Silence overwhelms me,
extends around me like
missing air at infinity
and chokes me,
drives me crazy.
My will battle with my eyes,
and in the center of my chest:
a void so immense
that is full.
My head works slowly
like a robot that has to be oiled,
and my feet are tired
of all the miles I didn’t walked.


[My place is

..[a big colorless hole


….[by Silence