Marcel Aouizerate

Anagramme Du Marquis De Sade

La moitié de ma vie est pourtant
Passée d'ici à Bételgeuse
Mise au quart, j'ignore tout du comment
Des nuits muettes de la Gironde
Et puis, je monte à cheval en larmes
A l'orée de fêtes fastueuses
Drames laïques, et du miroir l'anagramme,
Grimaçant alentour fera ronde
Le dernier mot assis de son temps
Qui dévisage et rime en sang

Submitted: Friday, July 19, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 19, 2013

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