Tag: cemetery

Surrogate Mother

Silence a silhouette the night the end and Time no one speaks there are words placed next to each other like mirrors no one speaks we forget everything we have to die someone screams someone is crying you don’t know who you are you don’t dare to speak you don’t dare to scream you don’t dare to sleep otherwise we will never see each other again I will never see you again the dead come out of their graves a dog passes by a grave a dog pisses on a grave I can’t sleep anymore the dog walks away another dog comes and pisses there where the first dog had peed you can’t speak anymore the dead man stays in his grave migratory birds pass in the gray sky I hear them speak I hear the birds talking to each other in the sky your mother is dead your mother is on her deathbed there is someone crying in the next room but it’s not you the dead man is in his grave he keeps on dreaming though but he dares not scream he dares not think there are dead people everywhere there are crazy people everywhere ahead of you someone is walking alone on a road it’s raining but the person keeps walking away on the road the sky is gray it’s raining you can only look at the person who’s still walking away on the road and the rain keeps falling down sometimes a car zooms by windows of all houses have their curtains drawn all shutters are closed the doors are closed the small front gardens are empty someone is praying or screaming or dreaming but it’s not you and the figure keeps on going away on the road it hasn’t quite almost vanished yet but the person seems to be crushed by the landscape seems to be crushed by the rain by the gray sky on the road hearing only the sound of cars aiming by despite the puddles hearing only the sound of rain and the wind it’s winter it’s cold it’s wet the season will never end the year is never going to end it’s almost another country it’s almost another world under the gray sky in this dead village the silhouette has disappeared for good at the turn of the road and you turn around yourself and a dog passes by you guess that he has peed on a grave he has peed on a dead man he vanishes too on the road right before the village exit to the left and then a second dog comes by who seems to follow the first one yourself you walk back on your steps to find a cemetery by the road you can guess that the dogs were coming from in there you hear the sound of migratory birds passing and talking to each other in the gray sky the rain still falling the migratory birds keeps talking while some lunatics sing in their asylum as they have already lost everything a house is on fire my body is on fire inside the landscape the painting is on fire too and I have lost everything too I am dead I open the body of a dog with a knife and I take out my stillborn baby.

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Ivan de Monbrison is a schizoid writer from France born in 1969 and affected by various types of mental disorders, he has published some poems in the past, he’s mostly an autodidact.