Wrong time, wrong place


Behind the counter

something is wrong;

although I can do nothing about it

the employee warns me

about the death of the terminus

in the near future:

You’ll stop laughing

when it is gone

he strikes, threatening like a cactus


2 thoughts on “Wrong time, wrong place”

  1. I feel a bit shamed of myself for don’t see the option of English version before :$ Thanks for your creations Sylvie, I’ll red here to understand you, and the French version to hear the music in your words.
    I love the dark sense of dream turned into nightmare, or perhaps the intuition that wants to be a prophecy. I think in a nightmare because I associate the laugh to the nature of be human and be alive. Its end an almost death.

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    1. I am so pleased you enjoy the French and English sides of the blog. Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts, hopefully more prophecies than nightmare. I enjoy your words and photos very much too and look forward to see the new ones. 🙂

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