Dissociation

I am a believer who doubts the greater whole .

In all enlightenment lies a lie .

In all truthfulness an illusion .

I am a poet rejecting the idea of writing .

The hand never traces the perfect word.

  Wound ,all that remains ...

A genius of empty nuances 

thrown like obscure  canvas ,

in mind, few nuisances ...

Actor in the serial comedy 

 du Baron Samedi ...

 Lover of this white lady 

prisoner in the dungeon of emotions 

and who will never have infants...

Bewitched by this therapeutic intelligence

with a mechanical  female smile 

who welcomes me in psychiatry.

  I desire its image resizer  format ...

I am escaped from a comic book ,

lost in the nasty look of similar faces 

wandering in clouds subsconscious ...

 Once again ,I will come to our date 

and as always I won't  be there  

to pay off my debt ...

 Maybe I'll be in Pattaya 

waiting for the next killer wave ?

The London's tower executioner 

being late ,caught up in  the big bug ...

I didn't draw the right tarot card .

the actress in labor was in distress...

I am a child tired of this eternal old age...

Just avatar of Benjamin Button 

the guy who never knew to grow up ...

 Is there a Barbie in this busted metaverse

to love me ?

  My jolly dolly ,I would wake up 

in your midnight' dream 

to find out what your absence tastes like ...

 Jim Morrison will be there ,

opening th door to the end ...

 I am merely the air of the time 

in  holy pestilence ...

  It so important to be polite !

and wash your hands like Pilate .

Prophet in bankruptcy complet' high on caffeine...

 Condolences for the good old brave world  

    Do penance  people ! 

 Close is the moment where the dissociated conscience

will reconnect with the great divine folly  !