User:Annette Blachere
NIGHTMARE
Chip-Chop, raindrops in the ground. Tam-Tim, whispers in the wind. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up and come in!
The doll has broke her big pure eyes, now she walks fast blind on the fields. The dog is barking! Can’t you hear? The dog's barking at those dead birds.
Who knows what’s good? Who knows what’s bad? Who can tell me where’s the trap?
My dreams, my mind, my madness, my rage: all what you see through this words of revenge. Statement of love, statement of truth; if you want to know me that’s what you’ve to do:
“The white rabbit is just running through nice meadows and big hills. Chase it: quick! Hurry up and follow him.
He will run into the hole. Don’t wait more! Melt you in! Let the darkness became wind. Here you have, that is me. All my fear now you can see.”
It’s my help shout! Can’t you hear? The dog’s barking at those dead birds.
Annette Blachere