Murger Tomb

Murger Tomb
Henri Murger, Cimetiére de Montmartre, Eylül 2015

Thursday, August 14, 2025

For Ben


Here it comes

Tamtam of the alarms

Sun rise for the ones 

Who open their eyes

Today starts

In her arms

For once

It will be nice


Dark times

will pass

Don’t cross

the lines

Lies 

Won't last

Lost souls

were us


She knows 

the source

And It’s

yours


Night falls

He walks

Moves the pawns

As if they’re his own

He likes chess

More than sex

It was 

the last chance


She teared 

Her ear

All she needed 

Were kisses

But all he hears

was the fences

of his own cell 

but her tears


Wise?

He never was

Smart? Yes

Always

Shining 

stars

He finds 

The lights


He smokes but it stops 

Until it’s gone

Takes drugs it’s fine

Until he’s done


The heart grows

Here she goes

It makes 

no sense

He was Helpless

And she was Sleepless

We hold hands

Until it ends


For Ben

 

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