Meeting of two monsters Drawing: Dominique Bianchetti
Three little towers on the Champ de Mars, go back down the avenue, look for the boy ?
No he is with me, and I believe for a long time…
In you I recognized a brother, we are adventure birds, between us, it's higher than the belt .
I am no longer alone on earth.
« – Come on, let's have a drink, we will tell our galleys… »
" -Well… what do i start with ? I've seen thirty-six candles from my Arabian Nights, you know… »
"-Ah there was no electricity at home ? »
"-Uh…not in all rooms, it seems… »
" -That is to say ? »
"-What others say, ben… who dare to say about me… that is what i am… schizophrenic. »
"So speed up ! You speak slowly, but i don't see anything wrong with you. »
" You're sure ? This is what I am always told. You can't see it, but if you argue with me half an hour….
[Pause] You see : I haven't been long in telling you… I scare you ? »
« -Non. Not even afraid. But it's strange what you think of yourself, you are hard ! »
"-I have a heart of stone. »
"Don't worry, you're not going to break stones in Cayenne ! »
« Non, but I broke all my toys at the asylum. »
Three small tours on the Mont de Venus, come back down to earth, I found the boy, But for how long ?
It’s safe with what you tell me, I wanted to take my legs to my neck, but I admit : You're good at bed…
That's already it, we will do good and we will see.
We took my crate and we went for a walk.
"What did you cough ? »
A blood stain falls on the cover.
U-turn, emergencies…
I think back to the Lady of the Camellias, Love Disease, The foam of the days, make his life a novel, now is really not the time.
I could already see the little birds and the blue flowers in my midinette's head . He will dump me… Non, i won't let you down, I drooled over it, not you ? Before I got wind of you…
We loved each other for a song.
Principle of reality.
Non, I won't let you down or I'll fall with you… What's the point, there is nothing deep, holy ritual of desperate causes, Rama, rowers, ramez, you need to go forward! …
Three short tours on the Champs E lysées, it was enough to speak to you to tame you.
Thank you doctor B.
Defeat the disease with antibiotics, I will heal you, take care of you.
Me, I did medicine, but on the sick side…
You also take care of my wounds. Is Love an imaginary doctor ? Or a Sick in spite of himself ?
Love is… what we do with it, you have to know how to grow with him.
Three small towers, they love each other and then go away, in the same direction… or not !
Earthlings, galériens,
Lover, solitaires
Dominique Bianchetti
