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This morning I stumbled upon these words of a song

Leo Ferre Le Testament

lyrics that touched me in the heart.

This is the best will in the world.

To illustrate this poem, I made collages from photos Deviant Art

Before turning the weapon on the left

Before the scythe mowing
am not such a day, what time, in such year
Without money, without paper, without you I
notary leave here inventory
From what I have put aside:

The paper towel when you let your mouth
My lock of hair when they were not gray
My scarf, a few feathers, and this song ladle
With so many words that we had nights
Ear of Van Gogh's pipe Balzac
This army of anarchy and these pale bands
The horse who works with a small bag or sleep
meadows and oat Lent and Lent


Mr. Dante's Inferno where I get off tonight
An empty packet of Celtic on the table
Some pens rolling
With hope in their roll of great songs
The pickup of thunder and rain gloves
The voice of Andre Breton, absinthe Verlaine
The souls of our dogs together in bunches
And their words into the night like a train
As a train

Zinc this bistro where we lost our mouths
This shows where our eyes listening to the cheers
This page ad where bored alone
Our house with my dreams in quarto

Before pass the bucket
Before the scythe mowing
am not such a day, what time, in such year
Without money, without paper, without notary
is meager inventory
From what I've set aside

But I'll leave it as a tender song
With your fancy will do much better
And then lost my voice that you can hear
By letting the curtain fall if you want
If you want

Léo Ferré - Le Testament