éclaboussures (jazz).

Les ombres

bleues,
ces lambeaux

sucrés
dont les villes

brunes de soir
se couvrent

les pieds,
délient
les lueurs

de leur
canopées

de verre
&
percent

la nuit

noire jazz
d’esclandres

brasillantes
—sous la dent

si craquantes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Photo: Monica SABOLO

 

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