The passage

Everything  is impermanence 

hopes,sufferings,feelings 

pass by ,like  mocking clouds

on the haphazard  writing of a diary...

   Motionless time,

    frozen love ,

    fallen leaves ,

    dead seasons ...

Aborted revolts like a shameful womb 

weary bodies ,procession of broken souls...

Tears on everything  that ever mattered 

and the rest has been  forgotten ...

 children 's games are nothing

but swindles on santa's  lap , to make you

 regret the emptiness of a life 

ponctuated by  tombstones  

and undressed beds in the morning...

The receptionnist angel writes your name in the ledger ,

lay down your burden, infinity island  traveler ! 

 Visa for a silent  remorse ,

buffer for a breath of  desire

before crossing the dark river ,

between your lips  ,a face on a dime 

price of a lost  cruise 

beyond the impermanence ...