{"id":1885,"date":"2011-12-27T22:24:17","date_gmt":"2011-12-27T21:24:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/?p=1885"},"modified":"2011-12-27T22:24:17","modified_gmt":"2011-12-27T21:24:17","slug":"le-prince-nest-pas-la-reine-de-ce-bal-masque","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2011\/12\/27\/le-prince-nest-pas-la-reine-de-ce-bal-masque\/","title":{"rendered":"Le prince n&rsquo;est pas la reine de ce bal masqu\u00e9"},"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\/d3LELrkrfS8?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=\"text-align:justify;padding-left:120px\"><em>Je n\u2019ai rien oubli\u00e9<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de ces moments de r\u00eaves,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de ces instantan\u00e9s,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de ces instants o\u00f9 l\u2019Eve<\/em><br \/>\n<em> s\u2019est remise \u00e0 prier,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> des secondes o\u00f9 l\u2019on cr\u00e8ve<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de n\u2019avoir su soigner<\/em><br \/>\n<em> les blessures d\u2019une pl\u00e8vre<\/em><br \/>\n<em> laiss\u00e9e \u00e0 l\u2019emphys\u00e8me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> d\u2019un \u00e9ph\u00e9m\u00e8re \u00e9t\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:120px\"><em>Je n\u2019ai rien oubli\u00e9<\/em><br \/>\n<em> et je n\u2019ai rien grav\u00e9<\/em><br \/>\n<em> sur l\u2019autel de l\u2019hymen<\/em><br \/>\n<em> qui s\u2019\u00e9tait d\u00e9chir\u00e9,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> qui m\u2019a valu un r\u00e8gne<\/em><br \/>\n<em> au royaume des damn\u00e9s,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de ces gens que l\u2019on haine<\/em><br \/>\n<em> d\u2019avoir voulu tenter<\/em><br \/>\n<em> d\u2019esquisser une veine<\/em><br \/>\n<em> sur un corps d\u00e9charn\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:120px\"><em>J\u2019ai sur ma peau les sc\u00e8nes,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> les dialogues rat\u00e9es<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Ce remords qui m\u2019impr\u00e8gne<\/em><br \/>\n<em> et me fait reculer<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Quand le souvenir saigne<\/em><br \/>\n<em> D\u2019un point embryonn\u00e9<\/em><br \/>\n<em> auquel on dit Amen<\/em><br \/>\n<em> pour ne pas l\u2019\u00e9couter<\/em><br \/>\n<em> La v\u00e9rit\u00e9 l&rsquo;enseigne<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Aux d\u00e9pends des ann\u00e9es<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Le prince n\u2019est pas la reine<\/em><br \/>\n<em> de ce bal masqu\u00e9<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Je n\u2019ai rien oubli\u00e9 de ces moments de r\u00eaves, de ces instantan\u00e9s, de ces instants o\u00f9 l\u2019Eve s\u2019est remise \u00e0 prier, des secondes o\u00f9 l\u2019on cr\u00e8ve de n\u2019avoir su soigner les blessures d\u2019une pl\u00e8vre laiss\u00e9e \u00e0 l\u2019emphys\u00e8me d\u2019un \u00e9ph\u00e9m\u00e8re \u00e9t\u00e9. 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