{"id":2244,"date":"2021-12-06T08:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-12-06T07:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=2244"},"modified":"2021-11-29T15:22:20","modified_gmt":"2021-11-29T14:22:20","slug":"fireflies-temple","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2021\/12\/fireflies-temple\/","title":{"rendered":"Fireflies Temple"},"content":{"rendered":"\n


Image: <\/span><\/strong>\u00a9<\/span> <\/span><\/strong>Timon Musy<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Author: <\/strong>Timon Musy<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the ceiling of a thin plastered cheekbone<\/p>\n\n\n\n

03:00 a.m. probably not a Thursday<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fades the shaded reflection of a dim, buzzing streetlamp<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the irises of a non-sleeping amnesiac


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSing in turn, tomorrow\u2019s a blackout away\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He seems to scream inside his head<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lips half opened<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Humming the sound of a dead lightbulb<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the flowing beat of the insomniac cars<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That exist but to this only purpose<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To give the illusion  a whole world revolves around a center of entropy


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man, is he<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The sum of anything that could be<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Facing a wall<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sitting as a drunken or erased Buddha<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thinking in spite of all its emptiness<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Could that be a man<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It could try to be first


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A thin crack warns<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From it will disappear in a thousand, three hundred and fifty-two years<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mind, wood, and the temple that contains them


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Felt it something once it could have been pain<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hatred or indifference pondered in the presence of another pain<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hatred or indifference


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly, a blackout, out of time all clocks considered<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Quartz, copper, photon, sun through death sentence<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the harshness of a cold, unwelcoming bed<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A tomorrow is sought<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Though it is feared, that other self it always brings<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The oblivion it shares<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The indecency it sweats<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The so it is now it imposes


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the sound of a first rain drop<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No one is there<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the noise of the flood<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All waits and looks, will someone open that door, will someone talk<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of the hive full of smoke, of the other so different


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Facing a wall, behind a door, dimly lit by the reflection of a streetlamp on the ceiling<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Wondering why the moon and the birds chase each other<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or if the blackout really has to end<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Blinding as it is<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In all the consistence it possesses


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The drunken spoke once: \u201cI heard of a sick medic\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Next thing we know he fainted<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nobody rose him up<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He may still be lying there right now<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inflated with water and disillusions<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What he meant was never understood


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In a small crack on a wall<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A train station where people leave but never arrive<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Electricity jolts in the wires<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As it coughs in a handkerchief the beat of a heart<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That exists but to this only purpose


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Drowned in a cold bed occupied by a single person<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Whose eyes buried in the wrinkles of an unrested trunk<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enlightened by the loss of those who live<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Awaits the blackout<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hoping for it to never end<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But knowing well that tomorrow is at the window<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bringing oblivion <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Until the amnesiac falls again on the head<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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