{"id":1708,"date":"2011-11-08T21:33:14","date_gmt":"2011-11-08T20:33:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/?p=1708"},"modified":"2011-11-08T21:33:14","modified_gmt":"2011-11-08T20:33:14","slug":"livresse-de-ses-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2011\/11\/08\/livresse-de-ses-on\/","title":{"rendered":"L&rsquo;ivresse de ses \u00ab\u00a0on\u00a0\u00bb"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span class=\"embed-youtube\" style=\"text-align:center; display: block;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"youtube-player\" width=\"700\" height=\"394\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/JVmwtcJKdZw?version=3&#038;rel=1&#038;showsearch=0&#038;showinfo=1&#038;iv_load_policy=1&#038;fs=1&#038;hl=fr-FR&#038;autohide=2&#038;wmode=transparent\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" style=\"border:0;\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts allow-same-origin allow-popups allow-presentation allow-popups-to-escape-sandbox\"><\/iframe><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:90px\">Elle d\u00e9rive<br \/>\nLes yeux \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de ses pas<br \/>\nLe sourcil qui fronce<br \/>\nParce que l\u2019horizon ne veut pas<br \/>\nIl ne veut pas faire d\u2019elle<br \/>\nNi une jolie princesse<br \/>\nPas m\u00eame une cendrillon<br \/>\nElle salive<br \/>\nAu fond de cette prison<br \/>\nSur les barreaux de verre<br \/>\nQui lui servent la passion<br \/>\nA l\u2019angle droit ou \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9querre<br \/>\nMais derri\u00e8re le buisson<br \/>\nLe c\u0153ur en polyester<br \/>\nL\u2019amour en perfusion<br \/>\nElle arrive<br \/>\nEt repart<br \/>\nElle d\u00e9nonce les fleurs<br \/>\nQuand elles n\u2019ont pas de noms<br \/>\nElle pr\u00e9dit l\u2019orpailleur<br \/>\nA ses tristes jupons<br \/>\nQu\u2019importe les acteurs<br \/>\nSi le texte est le bon<br \/>\nElle fait de son malheur<br \/>\nUn rebord de coton<br \/>\nEt moi je m\u2019esquive<br \/>\nEn la faisant tourner en rond<br \/>\nJe lui maintiens le bras<br \/>\nPour tenir l\u2019illusion<br \/>\nQue le sol il est plat<br \/>\nQu\u2019il n\u2019y a pas de goudron<br \/>\nAccroch\u00e9 \u00e0 ses basques<br \/>\nQu\u2019elle donne pour de bon<br \/>\nSans fard ni m\u00eame masque<br \/>\nLe plus beau des frissons<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Elle d\u00e9rive Les yeux \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de ses pas Le sourcil qui fronce Parce que l\u2019horizon ne veut pas Il ne veut pas faire d\u2019elle Ni une jolie princesse Pas m\u00eame une cendrillon Elle salive Au fond de cette prison Sur les barreaux de verre Qui lui servent la passion A l\u2019angle droit ou \u00e0 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"L'ivresse de ses \"on\" ","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[22,4],"tags":[27,5],"class_list":["post-1708","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brouillons","category-poesies","tag-va-savoir","tag-vers-libres"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-ry","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1708","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1708"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1708\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1708"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1708"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1708"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}