Mild Waves [verses]

sonorous and dreamy
are the waves of autumn

without the anxiety of summers
without the din of the bathers

they are the horizon of the unknown
they are the mystery beyond all limits

where vastness and lightness meet
where the universe and the monads are eternal twins

Public Enemy [verses]

What is confidentiality if not life expired from a personal watch?

What is the exhibition if not the life punctuated by a public sundial?

The digital world annihilates the secrecy of our day

the digital world borders on the intimacy of our thoughts

we are no longer free to think

we are no longer free to act

identities given to the best tyrants

lives extirpated by the best sailors

Twenty past seven [Verses]

Twenty past seven You never have to wait for the perfect time

and one must not believe that it is always the right time

what can unhinge the factions?

what could frighten the irreverent?

never think that a home has perfect foundations

always hoping that a dwelling is involutionable to everything

sooner or later a storm will come and sweep everything away

what will sweep even when we are only the memory of this land will come