Que deviennent les pas quand ils se font feutr\u00e9s,
\nQu\u2019ils suivent mot \u00e0 mot la voie de l\u2019intention ;
\nQue dire aux d\u00e9raisons, paroles avort\u00e9es
\nD\u2019une qu\u00eate de soi sans drapeau ni nation ;<\/p>\n
Ils ont lev\u00e9 la main, cru qu\u2019ils pouvaient dresser
\nDes murs mal ajust\u00e9s, du sol jusqu\u2019au plafond,
\nAutour de leurs larcins au butin estropi\u00e9,
\nQu\u2019ils auraient invent\u00e9 s\u2019ils avaient eu ce don ;<\/p>\n
Il n\u2019y a pas de saint ni m\u00eame de madone,
\nQuand n\u2019est pas le destin au vent de s\u2019essaimer,
\nDe fleurir un jardin o\u00f9 pousse belladone ;<\/p>\n
Il n\u2019y a pas d\u2019automne aux ventres \u00e9gar\u00e9s,
\nPas m\u00eame de \u201cva-t-en\u201d, \u201cvas-y, je te pardonne\u201d
\nJuste un tiroir ferm\u00e9 sur une vie tronqu\u00e9e.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Que deviennent les pas quand ils se font feutr\u00e9s, Qu\u2019ils suivent mot \u00e0 mot la voie de l\u2019intention ; Que dire aux d\u00e9raisons, paroles avort\u00e9es D\u2019une qu\u00eate de soi sans drapeau ni nation ; Ils ont lev\u00e9 la main, cru qu\u2019ils pouvaient dresser Des murs mal ajust\u00e9s, du sol jusqu\u2019au plafond, Autour de leurs larcins […]<\/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":"Les ventres \u00e9gar\u00e9s","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":[83,4],"tags":[14,12],"class_list":["post-1798","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-alice","category-poesies","tag-alice-non-plus","tag-pseudo-sonnets"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-t0","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1798","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=1798"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1798\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2195,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1798\/revisions\/2195"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1798"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1798"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1798"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}