Poème – 2003
No more will
Or desire
Here, neither thrill
Nor fire.
Welcome, please enter
The darkest kingdom ever!
This is just an axiom,
So welcome in Boredom.
You’re to cross the threshold
Of where to life there’s no hold.
Inside, only hours to count
And noone but yourself to be found.
So when you’ll feel in the air
A fragrance of despair,
Beware.
For Boredom is close
And Death follows.
