Urban tragedy

City made of blood and fluid .

Mad of silence and violence .

Doors closed on fear .

The blind windows 

bear witness to spectral comedies .

Excremental fury in ready-to wear

sewer mind ...

 The midnight barber prowls 

the damp alleys of pleasure.

In the early morning ,

well -behaved dogs ,

 water the freshly hanged 

drinking their coffee 

at the after life bar ..

Death,distributes 

birthday announcements .

 Nothing happening 

in the neighborhood ...

 I introduce me : 

  I 'm the kid from the geography

of the cemetery of the innocents.

At the catacombs hotel ,

I booked my dream for a short eternity ! 

 Nation street crows watch over 

organic symmetry .

 Tonight , Apophis the great will  jam the program ,

and the rats will dance in revolution square ! 

Finally,the revelation ,beneath women's dress !

City you're gonna die in a nauseating 

breath of pleasure ! 

and final rattle of whiny desire ! 

Get out of this body Winnie the pooh !

Unbeliever who no longer attends 

friday prayers ...

 ''Woe to you city ,whose prince

adorns himself with the trappings of reason ,

while the storm of insanity rages !

 In the intoxication of orgies,

you will stagger and your shepherd will sink ! ''

 Truly I tell you : 

Stone Abraham on the temple of heroes 

and burn the comic books that speak of impiety ! 

Then , offer yourself  to the purifying pyre 

 of this sublime urban tragedy ! ''