البـــــوابـــة
Stay
love is like death
we get stay of execution
with any "I love you"
any "I' will never forget you"
vain promises!
love is great when it is exclusive
true love requires courage
the courage is not occurring
with bourgeois, well-to-do,
those who settle down in their armchair,
in front of their TV set,
and give themselves over to household battles
letting flow freely
reproaches to each other,
blackmail with a vengeance,
shouts head off..
all that, preferred
to a mad love's roving
which would make them loose comfort,
safety, home, all the frills
to the risk of bringing upon them
the wrath of the family and of all disturbed by
the risk of being treated like a pariah
those people.. ladies and gentlemen
those people lounge around in their zoo
are using needless repetitions, one after the other
are arguing, with old, vague and confusing promises,
then when night has come
they slide under blankets
trading their respective needs
against deceitful caresses
are using the verb to love at usurious rates
pretending to trust it
what is left to the other?
of a lonely heart
fright, pain, turmoil,
the wait of knell tolling
the Farewell bugle
then...she will go away broken, racked
her heart sickened by the so-and-so
who knew so well how to sing,
but...was ignorant
of true love's notes
sympathize with crumbs- picking women
don't blame their choice
to stake their thirst of love
they are using their last flames
up to the point where anorexia follows
