Prisoner of this other self
avatar of an obscure story
villein or condottiere
magnificent lorenz ,brigand ,
Leonardo and Mozart ,all at once ...
Bowing to the dazzling glow of the east
the angel of god, murmuring ...
A monk on the summit of unapprochable peaks,
but always woman of premonition ,
breastfeeding the child soldier with brutal alcohols .
I am the crystal night exorcist , insane arsonist ,
rag conqueror, exhausted rage ,
my remains frozen two steps from the top ,
poor mineral who aspired to glory !
scribler lost in the mists of time and grave...
Am I nothing more than a passing shadow
in the short summer of multiple existences ?