Cartoonist ,I write to you .
Object fantasized by a mad wizzard ,
inspired caricature who doesn\'t decide on its role
super hero trapped in paper flesh ,
in my schizophrenic head ,
dreaming to take Donald Duck\'s skin
and find a lying canvas of memories
stollen by an evil avatar ...
Finally becoming human
to smell the fragrance of bergamot
on the lips of a girl who would no longer
be \'\' Me Jane ! you Tarzan ! \'\'
Would I still be the beast waiting for beauty \'s kiss ?
Cartoonist ,why don\'t you imagine me
as a spy in Casablanca ?
Object of desire in Ingrid\'s arms ?
Liberated from the pencil stroke
that makes my blood gush with ink
onto a blank page...
Feel alive at last !
Escape from the fate
of a cartoon character in a child\'s dream,
draft erased by a whim ...