The old man has finished sculpting his Goddess
The old man has finished writing his Mass
When a black tear fall from heaven
…on the marbled back of his mistress
…Who posed for him on a raw rock
…Without never looking at him in his face
…Or daring touching his soul
Tired of crying: nobleness
Tired of seeing in the deaf paintings
The same make-up of unhappiness©2006 Iméd Saadani |
