Septivore from Atlantic by Nicolas Mollin

The wind is rough
And you feel cold
You teach me something 
I already know :
An alligator’s in the alley

Don’t think about
Tomorrow
Find a lighthouse
To contain the overflow

Mousy sun
Take your time
Pack my things
To take a turn
Talk is cheap
You will meet someone to believe

Adrift across 
The ocean
Made you feel like
There is no one to deceive
A bee is on your cotton candy

Your body’s still
Waiting for 
A trigger or
Something to perceive

Monsoon rain
Shadow pain
The day was dark 
Angel shark ?
A question mark
Enlight all the tensions to relieve

Close the door
Luscious lime
Unveil your
Subtle charms
You’ll be gone
Brand new memories ready to conceive

But all trees
Have to die
Men of moss
They will find
All alone
You might set new targets to achieve

An alligator is in the alley
A bee’s on your cotton candy

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