Abscess On The Palate

Off the expanse of time

in silent arming

waiting

lashes frills

dust.

I see their two heads in profile, illuminated by a small bedside lamp: his head Jean-Marc resting on the pillow, that of Chantal bending over him, a few inches from his face. She said: "Do not detach her eyes from you. You'll watch again and again ".*

events looks

compounds

curled on

waves adjacent to the intersection

wrists.

And, after a pause: "I am afraid when my eyelids are lowered. Fear that the moment when my eyes off for you creep a snake, a rat, or another man '.**

Smoothing fingers

without

the ebb of time

caress temporal

embrace unusual.

He tried to lift a little to be able to touch her lips.

She shook her head: "No, I just want to watch."

And then: "I will leave the lamp on all night. Every night ».***

mock the dawning light

property between

eyes to the window.

innocent mocks the night. To my wrists

jewelry snakes.

MCT

* M. Kundera, Identity , p. 175.

** Ibid p.176.

*** Ibid.

In image Steh Frau in Rot, 1913, Egon Schiele.