The monster living inside your rib cage
Has shown his face through your eyes
And roared through your voice.
Had the cage gone too small ?
Has anyone forgotten to lock the door ?
One single swipe of his claws
Was enough to tear
Saturday evening,
The surface of my heart
The bag from Last Hope Store
The pocket full of tears.
Could you now please bring him back
in his den and tie him up tight to a heavy rocks.
I’ve seen the monster from inside.
Franck Joseph
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Notes & Silence 
Ce monstre s’appelle néant !
Même Lucifer nous met face a notre liberté,
Quel chemin ?
Le facile et court
ou l’autre, l’inattendu
On ne rattache pas le monstre, on se détourne de lui
Il a toujours était dehors en surface, superficiel.
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oui…Superficiel…
parfois, cependant, il jaillit des profondeurs, inattendu.
Bonne journée, Stephen…
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