Sous l’injure esquiss\u00e9e \u00e0 l’adresse des lieux
\nO\u00f9 s’\u00e9conduit l’amant en sa verte passion
\nO\u00f9 se plante le fruit aux contours du pardon
\nC’est l’usure ass\u00e9n\u00e9e surcharg\u00e9e de ses creux<\/p>\n
Qui d\u00e9compte l’ann\u00e9e en minute \u00e9vasion
\nOn la croit lib\u00e9r\u00e9e des fen\u00eatres de l’\u00e2me
\nEt des plaines roussies enr\u00eav\u00e9es \u00e0 la came
\nDe la colle des bancs du papier des avions<\/p>\n
Mais l’odeur des d\u00e9bris qui nous reste grav\u00e9e
\nNous emporte \u00e0 l’orgie qui saura envoler
\nLes entames souill\u00e9es de ces douces prairies<\/p>\n
Dont nos pairs pr\u00e9disaient la fusion \u00e0 nos reins
\nBien que l’arme des mains \u00e9tait juste avertie
\nQue la lyre et la larme se couchaient sous nos riens<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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