Let him know that I'm waiting

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...