I \'m so bored in my milky suburb
somewhere on 5th street
in the middle of the point nemo.
Who will draw me a sheep
not promised for sacrifice ?
Perhaps an aviator
in need of inspiration ,
dreaming on a north sea dune ?
I feel in some tropical mood .
The graceful pleiades
spinning in the infinite galactic poem
greet me ,going on their way ...
I also like distracted and dishevelled comets.
So sad ! I don\'t have any roses to seduce...
I would like to leave this earth ,
full of my empty heart ...
And become a baobab gardener !
In the saturday night ,improvise
long sax duets under a Jupiter moon light.
You see ! I\'m so crazy ,I add characters
to the story !
But maybe you\'ve forgotten them ?
And left Alice in wonderland ...
You know,its all about bonding
and not just with a drunkard...
It\'s very difficult ,even with
an instruction manual !
Because of this we lose the thread of theme...
You don\'t really know ,if you\'re
a little prince wondering about tenderness
or a fox in the doldrums giving answers
to grown-up questions ...
But please ,if you see him ...
Let him know that I\'m waiting his return...