En Vie La Nuit

                            Ni jour,

                                  Ni nuit,

                                       Pour toujours

                                             Mais en vie

                                                     Dans l’ennui.

                                                                Plus d’avant

                                                            Ni d’après,

                                                     Et maintenant

                                                En décalés

                                          Les instants

                                   S’en sont allés.

                              Pétrifiée

                                     De peur,

                                            La douleur

                                                  Du plus

                                                      Ou moins,

                                                Disparu

                                          Au loin,

                              Plus rien…

                      Se casse

                               La paix

                                        D’un temps

                                                 De tracasse,

                                                            Les oubliés

                                                        Refoulés,

                                                  Longtemps

                                              Reniés,

                                          Et sort

                                     La tranquillité,

                               D’un sort

                      La bulle éclatée.

                             Tout paraît

                                     Frigide,

                                            Glacé,

                                                 Dehors

                                                     Le vide.

                                                La nuit,

                                          Le silence

                                      Fait cri.

                                         Le jour,

                                              L’ignorance

                                                   Á son tour

                                                       Danse

                                                           Autour

                                                              De blocs

                                                                   En vie,

                                                               Troc

                                                            De vies.

                                                               Quiétude

                                                                    Solitude,

                                                                  Être

                                                             Peut-être,

                                                                   En vole

                                                                       Tant d’autres,

                                                                  En tôle

                                                             Sans autres.