di Verlaine
TELEVISION
The docks, the clocks
A whisper woke him up
The smell of water would resume
The cave, the waves
Of light, the unreal night
That flat curving of a room, it gets funny
Prove it
Just the facts
The confidential
Ah, this case, this case
This case that I have been working on so long
So long
First, you creep, then, you leap
Up about a hundred feet
You’re in so deep that you could write a book
Chirp-chirp, the birds
They’re giving you the words
The world is just a feeling you undertook
Prove it
Just the facts
The confidential
Ah, this case, this case
This case that I have been working on so long
So long
Now, the rose, how it slows
You in such colourless clothes
Fantastic, you lose your sense of human
Project, protect
It’s warm, and it’s calm, and it’s perfect
It’s too too-too to put a finger on