{"id":150,"date":"1992-05-04T18:53:35","date_gmt":"1992-05-04T16:53:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/projetromanv.fr\/?p=150"},"modified":"2025-01-14T00:08:14","modified_gmt":"2025-01-13T23:08:14","slug":"le-chemin-de-la-raison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/projetromanv.fr\/index.php\/1992\/05\/04\/le-chemin-de-la-raison\/","title":{"rendered":"Le chemin de la raison"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
Une plume qui gratte
Sur un livre \u00e9ponge
D'autres moments terribles
O\u00f9 le ciel s'effondre brusquement
Pour r\u00e9v\u00e9ler... le vide.
Ma manche,
Qui frotte sur ce papier, plus bas :
La soumission des damn\u00e9s
Qui hurlent en moi un langage trop connu, \t\t\t\t\t
Que j'appelle \u00e0 l'oubli,
Mais qui se r\u00e9v\u00e8le
Quand les barri\u00e8res s'\u00e9loignent
Ma respiration bat un rythme qu'alt\u00e8re
Un rhume \u00f4 combien doux,
Compar\u00e9 aux lamentations 
Qui soufflent en mon c\u0153ur.
Dans la pi\u00e8ce, le silence
Dans ma t\u00eate, explose la musique d'Indochine,
Film qui r\u00e9veilla les vieux d\u00e9mons,
Trop heureux de se rappeler \u00e0 moi.
Le verre \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de ma main
Est vide.
Dans cette travers\u00e9e du d\u00e9sert,
Que d'ordinaire j'\u00e9vite,
Je ne souhaite point trouver d'oasis
Mais poursuivre jusqu'\u00e0 trouver
Les vertes vall\u00e9es, - qui pourtant n'existent
Que dans les r\u00eaves -.
Ou bien, tomber dans ce d\u00e9sert
Me permettra peut-\u00eatre 
De toucher le r\u00eave.
Or, si la raison aujourd'hui guide mes pas,
Dur chemin que celui de la raison.
Les sentiers que je laisse sur le bas c\u00f4t\u00e9
Sont autant de pass\u00e9s douloureux.
La maison que je construis sur la colline est bien vide
O\u00f9 sont les souvenir de voyages ?
O\u00f9 sont les \u0153uvres d'art ?
O\u00f9 est l'\u00eatre cher...?
Ces com\u00e9diens qui dans tous ces films
Vivent l'aventure
Que j'imagine mienne
Imagine, \u00f4 combien douloureux.
Le chemin de la raison est bien dur :
C'est une prison dans une ville,
Dont les barreaux sont tourn\u00e9s vers le d\u00e9sert !
Combien de Christophe Colomb ont bris\u00e9 ces barreaux ?
Combien d'Anonymes sont rest\u00e9s ainsi
Ne sachant pas
Voir au del\u00e0 de la ligne d'horizon ?

4 Mai 1992<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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