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TRIPPING ENDLESSLY
ALL
ALONG THE DOWNFALL
Jacques COULARDEAU
Illustrations
Annunzio COULARDEAU
CONTENTS
Saint Austremonius p. 5
Psychophagus p. 7
Sun Sand and Strife p. 9
Casus Belli at the Casa Dei p.
11
Haunted p. 30
Memory Blocks p. 45
One Happy Morning p. 56
Birds of a Feather p. 100
Fearless John’s Prayer to the Black Virgin
Of La Chaise-Dieu Abbey church
p. 114
All these poems
and stories are dedicated to Lucretia who helped crossing the long depression
between the mountain of hostile war and the mountain of reconstruction.
Some people,
some events played an enormous role in those years, The University of Perpignan
in their Mende unit; the Festival of La Chaise-Dieu and sacred music, music,
and music again; Michel Thénot of Central Parc with whom I visited
dozens of Romanesque churches running after Black Virgins; in Sri Lanka Sujeewa
and Sudarshani and the confrontation with elephants; and then Paris with
several life-ghosts who made me recapture life: many were named Arthur but some
stand out, Ivan, Paula and Animata. Special mention to Christian Gauchet,
Ghalib Hakkak and Père Emmanuel Gobilliard.
They are too
numerous to be named all. They are legions and that’s how we survive on this
earth, satiated with love, friendship and mental and spiritual experience.
© Jacques COULARDEAU & Annunzio COULARDEAU
KINDLE DIRECT PUBLISHING, September 26, 2012
Amazon.com/.co.uk/.fr/.de/.it/.es/ etc.
ASIN: B009GIANZE
$5.35 on Amazon.com -- €4,12
on Amazon.fr
MATHIAS, THE DOPPELGANGER
The
street is long
Mind
you all the lights
The
cars the zebra crossings
Bicycles
pedestrians
Never
can I see it all alone
You
must think of tomorrow
I
won’t be with you all the time
Says
Mathias in my mind
I
reach the tower block
I
climb to my seventh floor
I
hate urnal coffin lifts
I
prefer stairs and steps
Their
obscene graffiti
You
should think of tomorrow
I
don’t intend to always be there
Says
Mathias in my brain
I
unlock open my door
I
get into my office
I
turn on all the machines
Coffee
machine first of all
And
I sit contemplative
You
have to think of tomorrow
I
intend not to be here all the time
Says
Mathias in my skull
OK
Mathias doppelganger
What’s
on tomorrow?
My
agenda says nada
So
what do you have in mind?
In
my mind, mind you?
I
have nothing in mind Matthew
Remember
the mind is only you
Tomorrow
I go on a vacation
You
go on a vacation Mathias
You
desert mind, brain and skull
you
abandon me all alone
You
maroon me in the rolling sea
Of
this here bare barren crowd
Like
it or not dear Matthew
There
are laws in this country
Including
for friends of the mind
You,
my mindful friend, Mathias
You
who will dispose of me tomorrow
Dump
me in a loony bin of trash
Strand
me to drown in populace
To
Choke on a mouthful of people
Oh
yes, my very dear friend Matthew
I
will go for two weeks
You
can start mourning today
I
love that, you my friend
I
lodge you in my mind
You
haunt my brain day and night
You
feed on all my thoughts
And
I must do shivah’ in my skulls
But
Matthew my very dear friend
You
will adapt, adjust, ad lib
And
you will even love me more
You
have a point there, Mathias
Ungrateful
grateless grating
Grater
that rants and raves gratis
Me
Rigoletto power twenty
Laughing
stock of my soul
Except
little beloved Matthew
You
will never have me killed
We
are friends till death us parts
Or
till I take a loony therapist
Who
will pull you out of my proteins
In
no time though with many tears
Yell
yawl yowl perchance yodel
I
swear I’ll stop after a while
You
see, just my point Matthew
You
are crazy and I am it
The
craze that makes you live
I
know what you’re going to say
Let’s
admit our fate together
We
are friends till love us parts
Can
you hear the tolling bells
That’s
no love that’s death
Better
have a dirge Matthew
A
lamentation in an urn
Than
your friend in a cesspool
Jacques
COULARDEAU
# posted by Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU @ 12:29 PM 
